So here we sit. Day one. We’re in the car-park of Goodwood Motor Circuit in the UK, famous for racing high-class and high-powered vehicles. But not today. Today Goodwood is filled with hundreds of cars, vans and bikes that you wouldn’t even let your nanna drive. From 1968 wooden beasts to two-door Smart cars, and everything in between, Goodwood is littered with decorated rally cars and excited teams, anxiously awaiting their honorary lap of the Circuit before we head off in a mighty convoy to Dover where we cross over to the continent. And as we sit and take it all in, it’s hard to believe that yesterday our trusty steed “Matilda” broke down on the hill into Goodwood…
So how did we get this far? Surely we’ve been spending the last three weeks cautiously preparing for such an arduous adventure… right? Wrong. We faffed. We spent three weeks in the UK faffing about, camping and driving, and sleeping on couches. We became professional faffers, and part-time alcoholics. Don’t judge – it’s cold in Scotland! There’s nothing better to do!
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