SEP 16th 2016

Thank Frankel It's Friday – battling a GTO at sunset

An image for you. It is dusk, the sun is on the horizon, casting a glow over Goodwood – whose beauty no painting could capture. You hurtle out of Madgwick, your E-type Jaguar perfectly on track to use all the road at the exit but not an inch more. Your foot is hard down now and mentally you have already left the corner far behind. All your thoughts are of Fordwater. Tricky old Fordwater. Is there a corner in the country that’s struck more fear into more hearts than this?


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