Proudly standing outside the Goodwood circuit

Next up was a sprint at Goodwood. Very posh and a long way away. You can see where all the money from the festival goes and it is an excellent venue complete with vintage aircraft taking off. Our day was gloriously sunny.

The circuit has a reputation as a car breaker so I splashed out and hired the cheapest (and ugliest) car transporter I could find and Hayley came with me to see what it was like (though she wasn’t particularly impressed with the rent-a-wreck transporter and her mood worsened when she was given the job of unloading the boot and only discovered that everything was covered in oil part way through…)

But Goodwood was brilliant. After resetting the timing the car was flying. And so forgiving. I didn’t really know the course and there is very little runoff before the earth banks that surround the track but the little car is slow enough and very predictable so if you misjudge an entry you can sort it out in the corner. I had a touch of understeer, a touch of oversteer and a few glorious moments of four wheel drifting.

Goodwood is fast. Almost all of the circuit is forth gear and I was still expecting the big end to go so backed off a few times when the revs got too high. Until the last run.

Two laps from a standing start takes 230 seconds in my car. On the last run I ended both laps staring at the oil pressure gauge with my right foot hard down and my left hovering over clutch. The rev counter needle swept through the orange and kept climbing to the red and at around 100mph the steering wheel started to shake. I felt like Scotty begging the Enterprise’s engines for a few more seconds of warp speed. Those thrilling 30 seconds justified the entry fee on their own.

Another pretty good time – 95% of the target and I’ve no doubt I could beat this if I was more consistent in my lines.


Unfortunately the camer had a funny turn so no on-board for this one. Just me pulling away.

About Shoestring

I just an ordinary guy with a busy job trying to compete in motorsport. I like to make things difficult for myself by living far away from most of the venues, using a car known to have "issues" and living in the cobble-streeted heart of a Cathedral city and therefore having no room to store a trailer or a van. This means that I have to drive to every event. Or get creative with hire vans...
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