Knockhill is a busy place this morning as
trailers and transporters arrive, each one carrying automotive gold. The
circuit is mostly silent as people go about their business erecting marquees,
exhibits and tents, then every now and again the silence is interrupted with a
hackle raising sound as a Ford or a Subaru is fired up to be driven into
position. And each time work stops as tools are lowered, ears pricked up and
eyes raised to see what’s coming next.
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Hannu Mikkola will demonstrate the car tomorrow, but it has
a six speed ‘Safari’ ‘box in it, so it’s a wee bit more civilised. The car
cannot be rallied properly because it has an aluminium rollcage which is no
longer permitted. It also has a Kevlar roof, doors and panels. It also looks
pretty mean just sitting there.
Harking back to those dark nights in wintry Wales the
memories come flooding back. Gouts of bright orange flame on the over-run – and
the smell of singed and sizzled marshals who got too close. Aye, them were the
days.
And no, that’s not Hannu with the car, but the last time
this chap was here was 1983!