VODKA AND SHARK SEX... The idea began after a few drinks, as all the best ideas do... Jon, Rob and I had just been watching one of the big-name European driving events on the TV, filled with wealthy souls and the kind of exotic supercars that would make a grown man weep. We all agreed that they were having tremendous fun, but that such events were totally out of reach of your common or garden car enthusiasts. Thus was the seed planted. (Garden, seed, planted... See what I did there?) After a perfunctory search for aquine predators' mating rituals, we knocked back a few more drinks each and planned... We decided immediately that the destination would be the legendary Nürburgring. Every petrol head worth his salt has either been to the 'Ring, or wants to go. We also decided on a £1000 limit on vehicle value, to level the playing field and add that bit of risk. We thought basically, that the skint amongst us (me) will have a sub-£1k car already and could put a thousand-odd miles on it... People more wealthy (Rob) could buy a cheap car and sell it on afterwards, with a bit of tarting up. Our affluent compadrés (Jon) can throw a grand at a good fun weekend. Everyone wins! So that was that. – It’s now the 3rd annual event, we’ve built some strong relationships and friendships with veteran entrants, hoteliers, track marshalls and policemen across Europe. We’ve vandalised Brussels, been on the telly, beaten up students and laughed until we were quite damp throughout. I’m very excited...
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