Category: Features

  • Brean Blog Part 1: Sea Of Tranquility

    Man-flu and thoughts.

    Yes, that is the start of this article.

    This weekend myself and Viv (for those Pit Crew readers she is not only my good lady but now my photographer) are spending the weekend at the Brean Rally with Chris Wheeler and his lovely lady Kirsty.

    Now, I had always intended to write a blog on our three days in Brean and I wanted a special build-up, but that was somewhat rudely interrupted by that awful pandemic called man-flu. Yes, I can hear the good ladies of our lives now sighing and tutting at just the mere mention of that hypher-nated symptom.

    Though scientific tests have proved it is real, I know this because Google (c) told me so.

    I had been feeling rough the last few days (there goes that collected female sigh again) and today I went home early to continue dosing myself up with remedies (Is he still going on? Cry the ladies of our lives). Whilst sitting here feeling sorry for myself (Collected groan) I decided that fresh air was needed and seeing as the coastline is, say, two minutes walk from the door, I decided to liven myself up a bit, get some fresh air. (Man-up for crying-out-loud!).

    I wandered down to the sea (full puffer-coat, hat, gloves….the works) and was met by the sound of the rippling waves splashing against the shore. This is where the blog takes a turn.

    I stood and listened to that sound. I rolled my shoulders and watched the gulls and the birds swoop in to take advantage of the receding tide which now bore the rocks and pools it left behind. It was at this point my senses became used to my surroundings. I could no longer hear the splashing of the sea upon the shore, it was more of a calm hiss. The birds did not squawk, they sang. The sea was of glass, it was like it never moved really. I looked out beyond the shoreline and there was a mist covering the sea. In the distance I could hear the sound of a ship sounding its way through the unknown. Behind the mist was the horizon which I could not see and this is when my thoughts turned to the rally weekend.

    When we first arrive at Brean there will be noise, just as there was when I walked to the seafront earlier, but then our senses will become accustomed to the sounds and we will relax. At the rally there is also a horizon which cannot be seen, by those competing. The one which none of us, whether driver, pit crew, fans, friends or family can see. The horizon of opportunity across the sea of tranquility.

    This all sounds very idyllic and easy. It’s not. Beyond the hissing, calming waters are waves. Beyond the mist there are dangers. However, that is the adventure. What really does exist behind that mist?

    When I decided to arrange this weekend with Chris in the garage at the Brean Rally, the initial idea was to document the story of a team at an event so that everybody could read and see (through Viv’s photographs) what it was like. That was the plan, but standing at the shoreline today looking out into the unknown made me re-evaluate the weekend ahead.

    It’s not just going to be about the race weekend. This story has much more to it. The horrific crash Chris suffered last year, his comeback, the willing sacrifices of his friends and family, his loving lady standing by his side with support and utter enthusiasm. The will to succeed, the need to go on, the desire to be the best that you can be, even if you are unable to see beyond the mist.

    It dawned on me right there and then as I gazed out across the glassy waters that this weekend is not just a ‘jolly’ to write a story or to watch drivers do things with cars we can only ever dream of. No, it is much more than that.

    Myself and Viv are being invited along to share the dream of another person, to participate in a part of someone’s life and to experience their absolute desire. That, right there, is a privilege. So this blog has taken another turn, like the tide I watched earlier which revealed some unexpected images.

    I forgot about my man-flu because I was mesmerised by the sea of tranquility and the unknown beyond.

    This weekend is a special moment for Chris Wheeler and his loved ones. We are honoured that you have allowed us to share it with you.

    Thank you.

    See you at the dirty chequered flag.

    Neil Simmons and Viv Gillings

    Neils’s Twitter: @world_racing

    Viv’s Twitter: @viv_simmons

  • Quick 10 With…..Anna Rathe

    Neil Simmons

    This Quick 10 feature is a double-article as I caught up with a driver who raced at the 24 Hours of Dubai recently.

    The feature is a unique one in terms of motor racing as Anna herself admits that she never followed racing but has always had an interest in cars.

    At the end of her Quick 10 is her diary of the 24 Hours of Dubai. She is a bronze rated driver, finished 3rd in the 2013 Norwegian GT Championship, has competed in the Italian GT Championship and in the Gatebill Extreme Series.

    Her name is Anna Rathe and these are her Quick 10 questions with me:

    1. What is your favourite circuit and why?

    To date I have never raced on a circuit which I didn’t like. There are circuits that suit me better, yes and therefore brings back better memories maybe, but as long as I can race on them I like them. I like to say my favourite circuit is the next one I am racing at (which at the moment means I don’t know!).

    2. Who is/was your racing idol?

    I don’t really have one. I never followed racing much to be honest, maybe I shouldn’t say.

    3. Who would you regard as your toughest opponent?

    Honestly, myself.

    4. Considering racers of all time, you are a team principal and money is no object. Which two racers would you have in your team?

    Oooh this is a question where my lack of motorsport interest bites me. I really don’t know.

    5. If you could invite four famous people to dinner (past and present), who would you invite?

    Barack Obama, Gloria Steinem, Simon Sinek and Aksel Lund Svindal.

    6. Personal racing number? What is it and the reason behind it?

    That is definitely #35. I haven’t raced with that in years (although now would be a good time considering my age), but it comes from my first race car. I kind of had two Nissan GT-Rs at one point.

    7. What is the best race you have been involved in?

    Definitely the Dubai 24h 2017! I have always been drawn to endurance racing, thinking it would suit me well. I was proven right.

    8. Is there a race or series you have not competed in, that you would like to or had wanted to?

    Blancpain Endurance Series. But for now, I’m hoping to do more 24H series.

    9. How did you get into motor racing? What ignited that spark?

    I just wanted to. I don’t know how better to explain it. Ask my family and I’ll promise you they will confirm to you they didn’t see it coming.

    10. What is the best advice in racing you have been given?

    “Go out there and smile!” From my team in Reiter Young Stars 2016. Awesome guys!

    Race Report: My 24 hrs Endurance Debut by Anna Rathe

    Last week I got to take on what has always been the ultimate challenge for a racing driver: a 24 hours endurance race. And it simply had it all: sun, smiles, hugs and laughter. But no secrets, it was also serious, busy, hard, tough, sweaty and exhausting. This is the story.

    The 24Hseries event took place 9th-14th of January, in the desert-ish surroundings of Dubai Autodrome. Winter in Dubai means lovely weather and summer-like temperatures for a Norwegian. The 5399m long circuit was new to me, but I had done my homework meticolously, studying track notes and videos to be prepared. And already Monday afternoon I walked the full circuit for the first time. The track is a mix of everything; two long high speed long straights followed by hard braking, hairpins, elevation changes, high speed corners and a Sector 1 which I knew from my preparations would be the most difficult part.

    My team Reiter Engineering, which I have been racing for since 2016, arrived early Tuesday morning and got everything ready for the race week: the pit box, the tools, the parts, and quite obviously the car. We were going to race the #246 KTM X-BOW GT4, the car I’ve learned to appreciate so much during the 2016 European GT4 Championship. We were competing in class SP3, which is more or less GT4 spec.

    This was the first time me and my team mates for the race got together to start working. KTM and Reiter Engineering had made an all-female driver line-up for the first race of the season, consisting of Belgian Naomi Schiff, Australian Caitlin Wood, Swiss Marylin Niederhauser, and me. Naomi and Caitlin I both knew from Reiter Young Stars, Marylin being new to GT racing coming from Formula 4. We juggled seat position, mirrors, pedals, steering wheel and driver changes. We all got along really well, highly motivated to do a good race.

    Wednesday morning, bright and early at 7AM, we met at the track again for a team track walk. Our team manager Tomas Enge, us girls and the team engineers inspected every corner, curb and surface to know what to expect when hitting the track for the first time in the afternoon.

    After lunch it was time to get in the car. Both me and Caitlin got a few laps on the circuit, a few tweeks on the car and all four of us continued the testing on Thursday morning. I have to say, the Dubai Autodrome really is amazing. As expected, Sector 1 was the difficult one, but it was also giggleing fun. I’ve always loved jumping curbs and high-speed-to-slow-corners, and the circuit has plenty of that. I hadn’t yet found the rhytm or the pace I wanted, but it was coming together step by step. Plus, the other girls killed it and made me confident we could have a good result in the race.

    For qualifying we did some strategic choices, and Caitlin went out and put us P8 in class for the race (P55 overall). We were fairly happy with that, it was more or less where Tomas wanted us to be and we were confident our race pace would be good.

    Sun set, and it was time for night practice. Being in a mixed field of a tad short of 100 cars, half of them faster and half of them slower than us, made the night racing quite interesting. The dark itself was not so much the problem, it was the constant handling of all the traffic that put an extra dimention to it. I can’t claim I had it all fully under control after my night test, but I felt confident I would survive it.

    Friday morning and race day. When I got to our pit box, Mr. Reiter himself had arrived and asked me how I felt. Honest, and with a twinkle in my eye, I responded “Well, I’m the driver who had to get here early on race day to do the warm up, so I’m the slowest”. We both laughed, and he said he believed us to be strong enough for a podium. I kind of secretly thought so too.

    The remaining time before the race was like a calm before the storm. The atmospere in the pits were electric. And when Caitlin took our car to the starting grid, the excitement rose to a new level. The grid walk was full of people, spectators and team members, and us being an all-girls driver line up was an attraction in itself. I have no count of how many photos we did with enthusiastic racing fans, getting lots of thumbs ups’es for the race. The support felt a bit surreal.

    Race start at 14:00, and Caitlin did a brilliant job for the first stint. She kept out of trouble in the huge grid of cars, she manuevered the car through the field, and by the end of her stint we were P4 in class and P46 overall! I jumped in the car second, driver change going perfectly to plan and I hit the track with a clear task in mind: To find a god rhythm in sector 1. And I did! At the end of my stint I had shaved 3 secs off my lap time and was consistently on race pace. You can actually see from the onboard me celebrating in the car on the long straight after my best laps. I was called in to hand the car over to Marylin.

    As the driver change was done and Marylin headed out on track as the sun started to set, I was greeted by Mr. Reiter in the pit box. He was very happy about my performance, gave me a hug and congratulated me on an impressive stint. At some point I had been the third fastest driver in class out there. I couldn’t have been happier in that moment, knowing that what I had just done was some of my best work in a race car. Doing that in my first stint in my first 24 hours race was pretty good timing! I couldn’t wait to get back out there! First though, it was time for resetting and getting my feet back on the ground, I needed to drink, eat and rest until my next stint. My cave was a rental car in the parking lot.

    Marylin hadn’t done many laps before she got hit by another car in a multiple-car crash and was sent off into a wall. Our car took some beating, and the repairs took just 1 minute short of 3 hours. No more realistic chances of a podium for us, but Reiter wanted to give us the opportunity to get as much experience as possible and put us back out there.

    Unfortunately, before it was my turn to get back in the car again, our car had a second accident, which again put us in the pit for repairs. This time for 5 hours and 18 minutes. Now the only place we could possibly reach in class was last place, and I’m sure any other team would’ve called it a day and packed up. But everybody at Reiter Engineering went for it, the mechanics heroically putting the car back together, and about 4AM in the morning we were out on track again with Caitlin in the car for her second stint.

    After Caitlin it was my turn to take on my first night stint in the race. I won’t claim I shined out there, constantly maneuvering traffic, but in the end I found some kind of rhytm and as I got quicker the task also got easier, obviously. But I took no risks, whatsoever, and brought the car safely home. I would have loved to have a second night stint in the race, but sun was already rising when I handed over to Naomi.

    As I got ready to get back in the car again in the morning, Mr Reiter came to me and asked if I was ready for a double stint. Happy that he showed such confidence in me, and excited to get to test my stamina, I said I would love to try. An hour out in my stint our engineer Bernie Ehrlich called me up on the radio and asked if I was fit for another hour. I thought it through for a few corners, making sure I wasn’t taking any unecessary risks, and felt good about it. I confirmed I would do a double stint.

    That second hour in the car was probably my best racing performance ever. I got consistently faster and faster, and found a great rhythm maneuvering thorugh the traffic. The last 20 laps was my fastest of the race, and I couldn’t help but smile ridiculously in the car. It’s like a dance, the symbiosis of the slower and faster cars on the track, all working together for a greater good. I have never had so much fun in a race car ever! In the end I set a 2.11.373, just 7 tenths off Caitlin who had the second fastest lap of the race. I can live with that.

    By the time we took the chequered flag we were P16 in class and P72 overall. We had only done 336 laps, spending more than 8 hours in the pit box with repairs. Very, very far from the result we wanted, even very far from the result we had in us. But thanks to Reiter, who put us back out after both incidents, we all gained valuable 24 hours endurance racing experience. And I had fun. Lots of fun. And this is most certainly addictive!

    I am forever grateful to Reiter Engineering and KTM for making the 24H of Dubai possible. Their support for this race has been massive from day one and I can’t thank them enough. Without them, this would have never happened.

    24 hours endurance racing has an extra element to it, the extreme. I used to think it would suit me well. Now I know it suits me well. I really, really hope I get to do it again!

    PS! For those of you who’d like an in-depth insight into our whole all-ladies team effort in the 24H of Dubai, check out the upcoming issue of Top Gear Magazine.

    I will also be uploading lots of behind the scene footage over the next days, on my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram account. Join in if you like!

    xx Anna

    Photos: Joel Kernasenko (C)

    For more information, please contact Anna Rathe
    Email: anna@ratheoptimal.no

    Facebook: AnnaRatheRacing
    Twitter: @annarathe
    Instagram: @anna_rathe

    I would just like to thank Anna for taking the Quick 10 and would like to wish her the best for remainder of the season.

    Neil Simmons
    Twitter: @world_racing

  • The Scent Of Dreams

    It was as I watched the closing laps of the 24 Hours of Dubai, with the eclectic mix of amateur drivers and professionals from a broad series of racing, that I began to imagine the dreams and aspirations of the men and women who will be hurtling round a circuit near you.

    We all have dreams and ambitions. Some of these can be quite simple and incorporate every day life. Other dreams are on a different, some will have you think unachievable, level. It is that last word that defines the ‘can-do’s’ from the ‘self-doubters’. I am quite vocal on the point of distancing yourself from those types of people who say a dream is unachievable. The only person who can make that dream come true or not is you.

    Motor racing is full of dreams. to get on that kart track for the first time. To step up into a junior formula. Attract the attention of those who can progress a career. Finish that race. Get in the points. Step on the podium. Win that race. Lift that championship trophy. Become a world champion.

    These are the kind of dreams that racers, the world over, of different ages in a variety of series are mulling over right now.

    Yes, everyday in the racing family from teams, to drivers, to media personnel and fans, we all know full well that money and importantly sponsorship plays a huge part in achieving dreams. To attract that lucrative offering of backing, first you must have talent and a big ingredient of talent is ambition. It is what drives (excuse the pun) a racer. Without that hunger to succeed, the desire to be the best they can, to enjoy moments that many of us mere mortals can only imagine. That is the key.

    So, as we all sit here, gazing at the racing calendar with excited glee, there are those chosen few who are also thumbing their way down the calendar with an equally excited feeling in the pit of their stomachs. They will be stepping out living their dream and in a quaint twist of solidarity, they are taking us with them on their journey, so we can live it too.

    The fact is, as fans, we do live it, breathe the atmosphere and taste every emotion our favoured heroes encounter because they live the dream most of us were unable to conquer. This is the start of the dream, a beginning to the ambition which will last all season (for some).

    Wafting through the air is the scent of dreams because these racers never believed it was out of reach and they refused to let doubters dampen their spirit.

    Good luck to every single racer, in every single series who steps out on the fabled tarmac of every circuit in the world.

    Please come back safely so we can continue to live this dream with you once more.

    Neil Simmons

    Twitter: @world_racing

  • The Vault

    This letter hangs on the wall of my writing studio and is the next topic in “The Vault”

    It is no surprise that motor racing took a back seat during the 1940’s. World War Two had ravaged every part of our world and the rebuilding process afterwards took some considerable time. However, this did not stop enthusiasts wanting to put motor racing back on the map.

    Donington Park was the first permanent park circuit in England, it held the first motorcycle race along the narrow lanes of Donington Hall Estate in 1931 and later the track was widened to incorporate Grand Prix racing.

    During World War Two the site was requisitioned by the Ministry of Defence as a military vehicle depot and it was from here the above photograph told the story of how one such person, John Dugdale, wanted to return this park circuit to its former glory.

    This letter from Field-Marshal Montgomery hangs on the wall of my writing studio and it answers the questions posed with regards to ‘handing the park’ back or the idea of a dual control committee between Donington and the MoD. Montgomery felt Donington Park was not suitable to revert back to be a racing venue.

    The letter, dated 21st May 1948, was addressed to John Dugdale, although Montgomery himself just addresses the journalist as ‘Dugdale’ at the beginning of the letter. John Dugdale was a a journalist for Autocar magazine, starting out in 1933. He served in World War Two and won the British Military Cross. He went to New York and became Western Manager for Jaguar, before eventually taking the role of Vice-President in 1966.

    Montgomery explained in the letter that Donington Park was ideally situated for the purpose of a Vehicle Reception Depot and had been developed by the army even after the war. There had been much money spent on the location and the MoD had commissioned the construction of buildings which Montgomery himself quoted as costing £300,000. With the war only four years gone and the era, this was a huge sum of money.

    Montgomery’s concerns for the army evacuating the site were listed as such:

    – Finding alternative accommodation.

    – A move of several thousand vehicles, all of which would have to be towed.

    – The erection at the new site of workshop buildings, sheds, petrol pumps, etc.

    – The army would probably get no return for the £300,000 which it has already spent and might have to face additional expenditure in putting the track in order.

    The war hero believed that handing the park back would involve a great loss to the State and this just was not acceptable. He approached the option of dual control, which Dugdale had obviously mentioned in previous correspondence, saying he considered this to be impractical due to vehicle being parked at the edge of the track in regular, disciplined rows. It was not possible to move them further away due to tree lines and fencing which would mean it impossible for spectators to congregate on the grass to see any racing whatsoever. Montgomery was also concerned with what he stated as “pilferage” of army equipment if the public were allowed inside the venue. His trust in the public and the idea of racing at Donington was clear to see in the letter, he had no interest.

    He suggested to Dugdale that he and the War Office took the view that there must be other parks in the country just as suitable to house a racing track. He conceded this would involve much capital expenditure but stated it would be far less than the loss of money to the State if the army were to give up the location.

    In closing, Montgomery stated he sympathised with the desire to return motor racing to Donington Park but he was satisfied that the view of the War Office to keep the depot as it was being used for the correct decision. He felt he was not justified to intervene in the matter.

    That was the end of the matter with regards to Donington Park hosting motor racing again until 1971 when Tom Wheatcroft funded the rebuilding of the circuit and the rest is history.

    This letter is a fascinating insight into the thoughts of Montgomery who had no interest in assisting with Dugdale’s request of intervening with the War Office to return Donington to its former glory, it is difficult what Dugdale hoped to achieve by writing directly to a career military man asking him to side with the motor racing community against the army.

    Every picture tells a story.

    See You At The Chequered Flag.

    Neil Simmons

    Twitter: @world_racing

  • The Vault

    The next post of “The Vault” comes from this photograph which hangs on the wall of my writing studio.

    This is Rouen-Les-Essarts and it was the location for the 1968 French Grand Prix. The track was wet.

    In this photograph, Denny Hulme in his McLaren-Ford leads John Surtees in the Honda followed by Bruce McLaren. Notice the lack of any run-off area whatsoever, the raised curbs on the edge of the circuit and the trees, branches hanging over the track. In the background, behind Bruce McLaren, to the left you will notice a clump of trees set on a bank. No barriers. No tyre walls. No safety. This was motor racing in the sixties.

    This was the sixth race of the season. Graham Hill lead the championship with twenty-four points, Jackie Stewart was second on twelve and then came Pedro Rodriguez, Denny Hulme and Bruce McLaren.

    It was Jochen Rindt who took pole for the race, he had Jacky Ickx and Jackie Stewart behind him on the grid. This was not going to be Rindt’s race, he would retire on lap forty-five with a fuel leak. He faired better than his Brabham-Repco team mate, Jack Brabham, who retired on lap fifteen with a fuel pump problem.

    These retirements paled into insignificance after the tragedy on lap two. Honda, who had their sole entrant John Surtees in the race, had been experimenting with an air cooled car which Surtees himself had tested. He would tell Honda that it was not ready to be raced and was a potential deathtrap. Honda, with financial assistance from Honda France, decided for reasons of their own to enter the car for the French Grand Prix and gave the drive to forty year old Jo Schlesser.

    Schlesser started out in rallying in the 1950’s, he took a break from racing whilst working in Africa and then returned once again to drive for Mercedes in the Rome-Liege-Rome Rally. He would go on to compete in Formula Two, then Le Mans where he was involved in an accident. On his return to racing he competed in the European Formula Two Championship and joined the Matra works team. He raced at the 1966 and 1967 German Grand Prix, held at the Nurburgring, in a Formula Two specification car before Honda came knocking to invite him to drive their new experimental F1 car, against the advice of Surtees. He also competed in NASCAR at the 1964 Daytona 500.

     

    On the second lap of the race, Schlesser’s Honda slid wide at the Six Freres curve, just before the tight Virage Du Noveau Monde right hander. He crashed into a bank close to the circuit and the car erupted in flames. It was laden with fifty-eight laps worth of fuel and the magnesium bodywork just ignited. Schlesser stood no chance of survival.

    During the race, Jacky Ickx battled furiously with Pedro Rodriguez for twenty laps. Ickx had a brief spin, even though he was on full wets unlike the rest of the field. He lead from the opening lap to lap eighteen, Rodriguez briefly took over but after his spin Ickx was back in the lead and pulled away. Surtees, in the Honda, finished second and Jackie Stewart in third completed the podium positions.

    This was a tragic reminder of the dangers which faced racing drivers in this era. In Formula One championship or non-championship sponsored events, fourteen drivers lost their lives from 1960 to 1969. It was an extremely dangerous period to be a racing driver.

    Jo Schlesser was a good friend with Guy Ligier, the future team owner of the Ligier Formula One team and if you look at all the Ligier cars over time that raced in Formula One, you will notice the model numbers all begin with the letter “JS”. This was Guy Ligier’s tribute to his friend, Jo Schlesser.

    Every picture tells a story, sometimes they are exciting and other times they are sombre and tragic. Whatever the outcome, this is the history of motor racing and these pioneers laid the foundations for the future of motor racing.

    See You At The Chequered Flag.

    Neil Simmons

    Twitter: @world_racing

  • The Season Is Upon Us

    Rollei Compactline 302

    Arms stretch up, giving way to a mighty yawn as bleary eyes are wiped to focus on the new dawn. This is not the start of a new day with fresh morning dew spreading across the field of dreams. This is the start of a new year, the beginning of a new season and the reigniting of ambition.

    Butterflies emerge within which start the cascade of excited tingles and nervous energy. The feelings increase until they a bubbling cauldron of ingredients within the racing family. The beast awakes.

    Behind the scenes teams prepare, drivers get ready for their challenges and fans mark the pages in their diaries. In the distance an engine comes to life for the first time this year, giving birth to a new era, in it’s mechanical form. Team managers study the empire they control, plotting and planning for what some hope will be a championship winning season. Others are meeting this challenge head on for the first time and hope they can learn quickly in this arena of heroes. Their trusted engineers and mechanics are given the important responsibility of preparing the beautiful monsters that will soon take to the circuit, roaring and popping to a crescendo of cheers from the adoring crowds. They must make sure every component is firing on all cylinders.

    The drivers are getting themselves fully prepared and for those chosen few it will culminate in victory, but for others they will have to live the dream another day. Gun buzz, spanners chink, tyres squeal and the hum of anticipation carries throughout every garage, circuit and test track across the racing homeland.

    The circuits at this time of year begin to smile and beckon every member of the racing family, welcoming them into their tarmac homes with loving affection, arms stretched wide.

    Deals are still being thrashed out and for some, that much needed last sponsor is being sought because without them the dream will remain on the drawing board and in the garage like a hungry animal straining at the leash. At last the racing world is introduced to the stunning sight of glistening engines and shiny bodywork littered with logo’s and colour.

    The drivers stand proudly next to these creations which are the children from the minds of the designers and planners, who lovingly send them into the cruel world to face the challenges that will surface through the season.

    Among all this hustle and bustle there is a calm, a waiting anxiety and eyes are cast across the globe from cosy club meetings to highly promoted world championships. No matter what level of racing it is the dream is still the same. To win. To stand on that podium, taste the champagne and feel the adoration of the fans as their cheers roll on like a wave smashing against the shore.

    This is the new beginning.

    Are you ready?

    The season is upon us.

    Neil Simmons

    Twitter: @world_racing

  • From Brands to Buriram…

    Over time, surroundings change. Patterns are often tampered with or erased all together. Even when the most drastic of changes do happen though, there are somethings that persist to remain just as they were back when they were formed, or in some cases, found.

    The same rule applies to what was at one point, the only 4-stroke motorcycle racing series that was international. Since its Golden Era of the late nineties and very early naughties, World Superbike has been revamped. From the forests of Hockenheim to the grandstands of Portimao, the calendar has been one of the most notable changes over the years (apart from the riders coming and going). Since Carl Fogarty’s last world championship victory, there are just five circuits that have stayed on the calendar; two of them (Misano and Assen) have seen changes and two others (Donington Park and Laguna Seca) haven’t been year in, year out fixtures. The only circuit that has stayed since the Foggy days is Phillip Island, and we most certainly aren’t complaining there!

    Since 2012, a staggering 20 circuits have been used by the World Superbike boys, and 13 of them will be in use come the 2017 season. Circuits that have been lost are the iconic Brno and the historic Nurburgring, as well as the short-lived Mosco Raceway and Istanbul Park. Monza, Miller Motorsport Park and now Sepang have also vanished from the track list. But even though it isn’t as popular as it once was, the series has maintained one thing.

    The crowd. The backing singers to the superbike chorus. The atmosphere inventers, and the avid supporters. Now don’t get me wrong, some World Superbike circuits, if not most of them, are nowhere near as popular as they were. Circuits like Portimao have almost no one in their stands and Imola isn’t the Cathedral it was back in 2002. Although Assen has good supporters, there is one circuit that seems more popular than any of them.

    Nestled around 5946 miles away from what used to be the most popular sporting event in the whole of the UK (Brands Hatch), is the Chang International Circuit, or Buriram to us WSBK enthusiasts. Back in 2000, the ‘European’ meeting at Brands Hatch hooked in upwards of 120,000 people on race day alone, making it bigger than the FA Cup Final of that year when Chelsea beat Aston Villa. However, now there is a new hub for the crowds, and Buriram isn’t doing a bad job.

    Over the two race days last season, over 100,000 came to the second Thai World Superbike meeting. On race day alone, you couldn’t get in if you tried. Fully booked out and you could hear it too. The crowds brought back that feeling of excitement and passion that had been lost somewhere around the Edwards, Bayliss, Hodgson and Xaus era. But why do people flock to what is now the biggest event on the World Superbike calendar?

    Its location is key. Thailand is a nation that rides bikes as a normal mode of transport. Like neighbouring Cambodia and Vietnam further to the East, bikes make up a huge population of the total number of vehicles used on the roads. This automatically creates a love for all things two wheeled, so when it was announced that World Superbikes was coming to Thailand for the first time ever, anyone and everyone was jumping for joy and bouncing off their own rev limiters.

    But one cannot simply put it down to a biking nation. Instead, maybe it’s because in both years World Superbikes has been at Buriram, there’s been local riders doing the business. Who can forget when Ratthapark Wilairot won for the first time ever in World Supersport at home. The country’s first race, World Supersport’s first Thai winner, and to top it all off, his brother Ratthapong took the 5th place in the race. The crowd was thrown into a frenzy, as they streamed onto the track to applaud him. It is quite similar to why Brands Hatch was so attractive. British wildcards like Chris Walker, Neil Hodgson, Niall Mackenzie, Steve Hislop, James Haydon and Shane ‘Shakey’ Byrne to name all but a few, drew crowds in from not just all four corners of the United Kingdom, but all four corners of the globe. It wasn’t just ‘Superbike Sunday’, it was a festival of booze, tents and cheers from Friday morning to Monday noon.

    The track at Buriram is also amazing. The perfect mix of fast, sweeping corners and hard braking hairpins means there’s action aplenty throughout the field. Grandstands which enable the spectators to glance not just over one corner, but 99% of the circuit are also a popular choice, and even one that Brands Hatch itself doesn’t feature. It almost feels natural. Like Brno or Mugello. Where everything is in a bowl, a valley. Like the city of Andorra La Vella, where everything is nestled tightly together in the mountains, but can explode into life at a moment’s notice. Only this time, the track is the city and the huge grandstands take the place of the mountains. The roar of the thousands above, descending and fuelling what is likely to be an already dramatic race.

    However, having contacts out in Thailand is a little bit helpful. One reason why there is so many people is also because if you go on a guided tour of the local football ground (owned by the same people), then you were given free tickets for Sunday. Now, I’m not for one moment saying that the huge crowds are entirely down to that, but it will have an influence. The Thai race of people are hard workers, charmers and grafters, but once they have a day off, that is it. They have a DAY OFF. My dad lives out there throughout the year, and has seen this for himself. There’s a reason Thailand is known as the “Party capital of the Far East”.

    So, whether you still see Brands Hatch as God’s stocking filler or Thailand as the future of motorsport, it is without doubt doing the business on the World Superbike front. Thailand is a destination, it isn’t just another round of the calendar. Instead, it’s a festival, just like Brands Hatch. It oozes atmosphere, passion and drama, like a good meeting should do. Thailand is the country, Buriram is the town, Chang International Circuit is the venue and the whole thing put together is one wild, World Superbike party.

    You can keep up to date with the goings on of World Superbike here at The Pit Crew Online. Give us a follow @PitCrew_Online, and keep up with the live text commentary of all the big meetings! You can also follow my personal account on Twitter, @MotoGPKiko.

    Kiko Giles

  • Sunshine and Speedways

    For any race fan the off season seems to stretch into eternity. Much like winter itself, the offseason seems gray, bleak, and cold even when rumors of seat swaps and tire testing offer embers of warmth that hint of what is to come in the new season. Even a short couple months without racing is too much for the real race fan and from the moment the last engine falls silent every fan counts the days until the walls of Daytona will again reverberate with that glorious sound.

    This is part of what makes Daytona so very special, not only to NASCAR fans but to all race fans. It is the first race of the new season across all disciplines of motorsport. It is the ray of sunlight that breaks through the clouds of the off-season and offers the first hint of the season that is to come. The sun is warm, the cars are hot, and absolutely everyone is ready to race. Whatever your motorsport passion, the Daytona 500 kicks open the door to the new season like no other race could.

    The first Daytona race was held in 1959 and was won by the legendary Lee Petty, father of the one and only Richard Petty. The race was so close that even NASCAR owner William France thought that Johnny Beauchamp might have won it. Petty would not be denied though and with the help of the press proved he was the champion.

    Before that race, which is the official start of the race at a permanent track, the race was held half on the beach and half on the pavement with consideration being given to incoming tides when necessary. In 1961 it was known as the 500 and not only an American, but a motorsport, tradition was born.

    By the 70s it was another Petty, Richard, that was making waves at the famous Speedway and a new era in stock car racing was born. David Pearson, Cale Yarborough, and at the end of the decade, Dale Earnhardt, were all up and coming and racing like there was no tomorrow. Legends such as A.J. Foyt, Bobby Unser and Mario Andretti came down to race the hallowed banks on the beach and take part in America’s Race. The Daytona 500 had arrived and race fans everywhere were embracing the hard racing stock car drivers.

    In the 80s and 90s it was Earnhardt. There were contenders like Rusty Wallace and Bill Elliot but there was only one Earnhardt, the Man in Black, the one man who took that time in racing and made it his. He defined an era and was the definition of what a racer really was. He was the meaning of “Rubbing is Racing” and fans either loved him or hated him but he propelled NASCAR, and the Daytona 500 to a level like no one else. Despite that fact, it took Earnhardt 20 years to win the actual 500. He had won every other race the Speedway held but the 500 had eluded him until February 15th, 1998 and on that day all racers, and race fans, everywhere celebrated with the man they called the Intimidator.

    As is the case with life, racing is ever evolving: Jeff Gordon and his like ushered in a new era, and once again Daytona led the way, changing rules and regulations as new fans were drawn to the sport and technology marched forward. Gordon became a regular in victory lane, as did Jimmy Johnson, and Dale Earnhardt Junior. Fans still clamor to watch the first car make the first run, to have the sunshine and the roar of an engine break the long cold spell of winter, and to have the brightly colored, vastly sponsored cars illuminate the grayness of the off season.

    Now the drivers are younger, faster, more technologically advanced, but lack the ability to feel what Petty and Earnhardt could through their hands, their instincts, and their hearts. NASCAR, and racing as a whole, has changed, both for better and for worse, but one thing has not changed—every February fans across the globe still turn ever excited, ever hopeful, and ever grateful eyes to the high banks of the Daytona Motor Speedway as she kicks open the door to a new season of racing.

    Tonia Attard

  • The Vault

    The picture above hangs on my wall in the writing studio and is the next post in “The Vault”. It shows Jack Brabham (#16) leading Jim Clark (#6). Two legends in the history of Formula One.

    This is Zandvoort and the 1966 Dutch Grand Prix, the fifth round of the World Championship. In the previous races Jackie Stewart won the opener at Monaco, with John Surtees taking the spoils at Spa. Jack Brabham in his Brabham-Repco then took victories in the next two races at Reims for the French Grand Prix and Brands Hatch.

    Here at Zandvoort the Ferraris and Cooper-Maseratis disappointed in qualifying. Mike Parkes had been the best placed Ferrari and he was starting fifth on the grid. The Brabham-Repco’s of Brabham and Hulme were sitting first and second respectively followed by the Lotus-Climax of Jim Clark.

    It was in this race that Jim Clark showed why he was such a worthy champion. His Lotus was a two litre car, whereas the Brabham’s were three litre and he certainly took the race to the more superior car. Straight from the off he chased the Brabham’s for well over twenty-five laps, hunting them down and hassling them into the turns. Denny Hulme managed to overhaul Clark and move into second place but then suffered ignition problems which eventutally saw him drop out the race on the thirty-seventh lap. Clark went hunting for Jack Brabham.

    Brabham himself was baulked by back-markers in the race which allowed Clark to weave his magical way into the lead. It was not going all Clark’s way as he suffered vibration problems due to a damaged water pump.

    With fifteen laps remaining, Jack Brabham began to eat into Jim Clark’s fifteen second lead. Clark pitted so that he could top up with water. He found himself pushed down behind the BRM of Graham Hill and had to settle for third place. Lorenzo Bandini managed to obtain one point for Ferrari, finishing in sixth place.

    Jack Brabham managed to lap the entire field on his way to a hatrick of victories, he would be celebrating again in the next race at the Nurburgring.

    Critics and fans had said that Brabham was too old to be challenging for a World Championship at the age of forty. He would put on a false beard and use a walking stick to limp his way onto the grid to mock these critics.

    He would go on to win the 1966 Formula One World Championship, his last.

    Sir John Arthur ‘Jack’ Brabham graced our world until 2014, when he passed away aged eighty-eight after a long battle with illness. He raced against the greats, he is one of the greats and belongs to that select group of drivers who are triple world champions.

    That was the story behind the 1966 Dutch Grand Prix.

    Every picture tells a story.

    See You At The Chequered Flag.

    Neil Simmons

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  • The Vault

    17th June, 1978 – Swedish Grand Prix – Scandinavian Raceway, Anderstorp

    The above photograph that hangs on the wall of my writing studio is the next topic in my feature column “The Vault”.

    It shows the start of the 1978 Swedish Grand Prix. Heading into the first corner is the JPS liveried Lotus of Mario Andretti, followed by Niki Lauda in the Brabham-Alfa Romeo. In the background can be seen the other Brabham of John Watson just going off picture, he is side by side with the #35 Arrows-Ford of Riccardo Patrese. Behind them the #11 Ferrari of Carlos Reutemann, battling for position into the first corner with the other JPS Lotus of Ronnie Peterson and just behind Reutemann is his Ferrari team mate, Gilles Villeneuve.

    When I say in previous posts there is a story behind every picture, this one is no different. There are many who will not count this particular Grand Prix as memorable and in the case of some young generation fans, will not even recall a Swedish Grand Prix. The story behind this photograph doesn’t necessarily concentrate on the race, rather the back-story and the infamous ‘fan-car’ introduced by Brabham.

    Gordon Murray, a designer at Brabham, wanted to out-think the genius of Colin Chapman at Lotus. The Lotus 79 had dominated since Zolder. It was the first car to take full advantage of ground effects aerodynamics. This design had been pioneered on the its predecessor, the Lotus 78, but further enhanced. Further design on the venturi tunnels under the car allowed the low pressure area to be evenly spaced along the whole underside. By extending the rear bodywork to a point inside the rear wheels, it allowed the underside to extend further back. The rears suspension, as a result of this, was redesigned to allow the air to exit at the back more cleanly.

    Murray wanted to have the upper hand. Lotus had won four of the first seven Grand Prix’s, with Ferrari taking two victories and Tyrrell one. Brabham had finished on the podium four times. Lauda had put the car into second at Argentina and third in Brazil. His team mate John Watson managed a third in South Africa with Lauda adding to his tally by finishing second in Monaco. No podium finishes in the United States Grand Prix, Belgium or Spain saw them slipping behind. In the Constructors Championship they found themselves tied on 22 points with Ferrari (but put into 4th place due to race finishing positions), two points behind Tyrrell and twenty-three points behind the dominant Lotus. Murray knew that something needed to be done.

    The Brabham BT46B was born.

    At the time Brabham was owned by Bernie Ecclestone, he wanted a quick solution and turned to Murray. The car itself had several radical designs. One of the most obvious was the use of flat panel heat exchangers on the bodywork of the car to replace the conventional water and oil radiators.

    The ‘B’ variant of the car raced at the Swedish Grand Prix in 1978. Murray had introduced a fan which generated an immense amount of downforce. The fan drew air through the water radiator, mounted horizontally over the engine, sucking air from under the car which created a partial vacuum. This in-turn created an enormous amount of downforce.

    There were some complaints that the car contravened a rule which stated moving aerodynamic devices were not allowed. Brabham countered the argument by saying the fan cooled the engine and as such it’s primary function was not aerodynamics. There were protests, but in the end Lauda and Watson were allowed to race in their ‘fan-car’.

    Andretti had put his Lotus on pole with Watson second, Lauda third followed by Peterson, Patrese and Scheckter. The two Brabham drivers did not wish to draw attention to the advantage they had now gained with the fan. They qualified on full tanks and as Lauda said afterwards “Doing our best to avoid pole.”

    Andretti held first place, Lauda managed to jump ahead of his team mate, Watson, as can be seen in the photograph at the top of the page. Watson found himself being passed by Patrese and then Peterson who in turn managed to get by Patrese in a swap of positions.

    Lauda and Andretti battled for first place. Andretti made an error which allowed the Brabham through. The American soon found himself with further problems when a valve broke on his engine causing him to retire. Watson, in the other Brabham ‘fan-car’, also had issues and he was forced to retire with a throttle issue.

    A back-maker car spilled oil all over the track, this caused the field to slow dramatically, but not the Brabham of Lauda. The Austrian was to later state that whilst other cars had to reduce speed to drive carefully over the oil he could simply accelerate through the affected parts of the circuit. The fan in the Brabham was activated by the gearbox to get around the regulations. Lauda won by 34.6 seconds. Patrese and Peterson made up the remaining podium places, respectively, in a very close finish. Tambay, Regazzoni and Fittipaldi completed the points positions.

    The stewards inspected the car after the race and deemed it to be ‘legal’. The FIA then investigated the car further after teams complained and agreed with Brabham’s initial claim that the fan was used to cool the car.

    Even though the car was deemed a legal entry, be it that it was done within the rules but not necessarily in the spirit of Formula One, Bernie Ecclestone decided not the race the car again. It is thought in popular racing culture that the ‘fan-car’ was banned but this is simply not true. The decision made by Ecclestone was quite possibly to avoid any kind of conflict with other teams who he relied upon for support. It was 1978 when Ecclestone became chief executive of FOCA and would then go on to lead this group through to negotiating the rights for television contracts for the Grand Prix’s. This then gave Ecclestone commercial control of Formula One, the rest is history.

    So maybe the withdrawal of the Brabham ‘fan-car’ was more a political move by Ecclestone rather than a decision made in the spirit of the sport. Whatever the reasons behind the decision, the Brabham BT46B-Alfa Romeo never raced again.

    Every picture tells a story.

    See You At The Chequered Flag.

    Neil Simmons

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