
Club
Lotus - Cambridgeshire
Blessed with the first rain-free day for a week or more, the
bright sunshine was truly uplifting. 'If it stays like this all
day, Jonathan Palmer will collect another ten pounds off you on
the way out!' joked the man on the gate; (something tells me the
staff don't get a free lunch voucher or something any more...)
Qualifying went reasonably well, I thought - no dramas, the 26
cars on track spread out well enough not to get in each other's
way too often and memories of the corners and lines seemed to be
reawakened. The timesheets showed my best lap was just 4 tenths
behind Dave Randall's Ginetta, Julian Dodd's TVR Griffith was
ahead of me by 0.7 and Andrew Marler's Elan, on pole, ahead by
1.4. The long straight of the current track configuration
exaggerates the Seven's aerodynamic weakness, so to find another
TVR Griffith, a couple of Morgan Plus 8s and an Elan behind me
was quite gratifying. And Martin Halliday's series three Seven
was 1.7 seconds behind me, too.
A funnel is a device to help pour liquids into narrow orifices -
so how do I get so excited about the funnel I bought a couple of
days before the race? When Protune built my pre-crossflow 1500cc
engine, Rob forgot to include provision for a dip stick. (I
know, there's already one behind the wheel...) So we need to
optimise the oil level in terms of how much the breather blows
out into its catch tank. Protune also omitted to provide an oil
filler cap - doubtless all saving weight high up - so we have to
top up the oil via the rocker cover breather pipe. Hence the
need for a funnel. I was just leaving the Discount Auto Parts
shop when I spotted my new funnel on a lower shelf. This funnel
has a lid, to stop dirt getting in when it's dusty. It has a
wire mesh filter at the bottom to stop any particles getting
into the engine. It has a long tube so it can reach those
difficult spots, like a gearbox or differential filler hole. But
more than this! It has a valve that can be opened and shut at
the funnel base AND it has fluid volume graduations up its
sides! So Alex and I were easily able to measure the volume of
engine oil blown out into the catch tank, release it back into
the engine while filtering out any particles and then precisely
add a known volume of fresh engine oil to make up for the
inevitable losses. Brilliant - a chore made into a joy!
At the start I let the clutch in fully too soon, allowing the
revs drop down too low in first gear letting Bruce Stapleton's
Plus Eight, Mark Garritt's Griffith 200 and Martin Halliday's
Seven past me - and Dave Randall. Trying to go around the
outside of Dave at Sear, the tightish right feeding onto the
back straight, I got squeezed off line allowing Peter Shaw's
Elan past Dave and me. Could it get any worse? Yes it could...
Approaching the Russell chicane at the end of the lap I tried to
go from fourth to second gear direct - a great idea in theory,
but not something I'd managed in practice, despite trying a few
times. I kept ending up knocking on the door of reverse, amid a
wailing and gnashing of teeth - mercifully not engaging! At the
exit of the corner I still had not found a gear and so lost two
more places, Jim Grant's Elan and Oliver Phillips' Plus Eight
blasting by. From 4th to 10th in little more than 90 seconds...
Oliver stormed past Jim on the pit straight, but a late brake
and my usual quite good attack on Riches (?) saw me pull
alongside the white Elan on the approach to Sear. I must have
got a better exit from the right hander, because Jim wasn't able
to come back at me down the ensuing straight, so now I was
focused on the yellow Morgan. I gained on him all through the
long fast right of Coram and so was on his bumper when we
arrived at Russell. He powered ahead on the pit straight and
then held me up through Riches, but at the end of the back
straight I braked later and got on the inside for the Esses.
However, Oliver didn't give up and held his position on my right
to control the second part of the corner, a slight twitch on the
exit suggesting he was trying quite hard! I looked inside and
outside of him around Coram as we caught Mark Garritt's
Griffith, both of us slipping through past him on Riches at the
start of the next lap. I slipstreamed the Plus Eight down the
back straight, ducking left at the three hundred metre board and
out braking Oliver into the Esses, properly this time. Now free
to take the Bomb-hole and Coram at my speed, I'd pulled out
several car lengths by the time I exited Russell, just in time
to pass Martin as his Seven pitted, (to rejoin three laps down).
But Oliver was now copying my lines and was noticeably quicker
through Riches and the all-important Sear, so that he was able
to exploit his V-8 power and blast past me again barely halfway
down the back straight. I followed through the Esses but made
sure my Bomb-hole exit was not compromised, enabling me to get
inside him around Coram and so command the braking zone for
Russell. A clean exit here, and staying to the left on the pit
straight, I was confident that he could not outbrake me into
Riches up the inside and still get round the corner - and so it
proved.
And that was it, really; a couple of back markers made me corner
off line once or twice, slower exit speeds allowing the yellow
Morgan to close back up on me a little, but then he lost it at
the exit of the Esses - where he had twitched earlier. He
rejoined without losing a place, but I was left all alone for
the remaining twenty minutes, with nothing else to do but lap
the slower cars - in some cases three or four times. I was
pulling 7,300rpm in top at my braking point on the back
straight, just before the 100 metre board - around 112 mph. My
average for the entire race was 81mph...
And then I saw Peter Shaw's Elan ahead of me! He was around 3
seconds in front as he entered the Bomb-hole, but once through
Coram and Russell he was only three tenths ahead as we crossed
the line - and took the chequered flag. Sixth place wasn't so
bad - and it was very, very nearly fifth. But half an hour
pounding round Snetterton is enough for me - and I was glad we
hadn't entered the 23 in the 3 hour race which followed this
one.
Gear changing errors apart, I thought I'd driven well and
consistently; like the first three finishers, (Andrew Marler's
Elan, Dave Randall's Ginetta and Julian Dodd's Griffith), my
best lap was a little slower than in qualifying, but this was
probably because of a heavy fuel load when the track was clear
at the start, before we began to lap the slower cars. Clearly
I've got to work on the detail of a couple of corners, at least
- the Esses and especially Russell, with its adverse camber on
the exit crucially leading on to the pit straight.
A final thought: if your edge comes from cornering speed rather
than straight line speed, do you suffer more from lapping back
markers? OK, I'm just dreaming up excuses! Brands Hatch GP
circuit next, though - one of my favourites...
Andy Shepherd