It would often pass through a country estate called Chatsworth House close to where I lived.
I'd go with a mate who was a car nut early and we'd stand on this one bend where they have to slow a tad and I could take photos (I was into photography back then).
I have a brilliant photo of Ari Vatanen who one it that year coming straight toward us as well as another of Michele Mouton the French female driver (super rare in those days for a woman to be challenging) and yeh, we were in serious danger.
But the rush when they came past was intense.
I just love watching almost any pro sport at ground level.
You really don't appreciate how good these people are until you see it like that.
I remember getting a field pass to watch the Rams play the Oilers around 1985 and was stunned at how fast and how hard they hit.
An under-appreciated and underrated element of sport by people who only watch on TV, is the auditory component.
The noise of a car engine, a boxer being hit really hard and of course a huge tackle in football are all almost as audibly impressive as visually.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
