Nothing like a bit of classic footage of Escorts, Quattros and the rest on a Bank Holiday. This reminds me of the times we’d go to watch a stage of the RAC rally in the forests beside Bassenthwaite. We always seemed to pick the same spot. It gave us a great view of an uphill hairpin. We never got to see anyone being quite as loony as this lot, but it was good.
Legend has it that, long before we moved in, the RAC one year passed along the road beside my parents house. One car missed the 90 degree bend at the end of the drive and demolished the gate. I want this to be a true story and, given the number of normal drivers every year who do the same thing less specatcularly, it’s entirely plausible.