We're not saying that it was cowing' cold on Saturday but suffice to say that the marshall second left has definitely got the right idea.
British GT action at The Loop.
Rather splendid road-going McLaren attracted the attention of lots of blokes of a certain age but not our Vicky (oh no), she's spotted a rather lovely old Ferrari and is off to gawp at that pronto.
And here is the object of her desire. Good, innit?
Poor old naive Tiff Needell. He's driven up to Northamptonshire for the day, parked up somewhere he thinks is safe, and he's had his wheels nicked already. He should have given those kids a fiver.
GT3 Nissan GTR-jobbie. If it was in black it'd be perfect!
Harry Tincknell, F3 Dallara F311 Mercedes HWA, exits Chapel and heads down the hanger Straight.
Close battle for the British GT race with thirty minutes still to go, thanks to the Safety Car being out for a while, was eventually won by the Aston. Pesky foreigners trailing in it's wake, as we're sure you will all agree, is how it should be.
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