“Flat out to the checkered flag!l
When your navigator and co-driver says “flat out, go, go, go” you have to really be in sync with him because what’s he telling you to do is keep your throttle foot planted even though you can’t physically see what’s on the other side of the bend. Neither can he but he has the book and if he’s read it wrong you’re both going to go flying off the side of the road at over 90mph. Well, my co-driver never gets it wrong. He calls thousands of corners, over 3000km worth, at speeds that surprised everyone, especially the big cars that we beat daily. Mark did such an amazing job that it made driving the car the very easiest part of the whole adventure. And his company and friendship made sitting in our little tin can for 8+ hours a day the only place on earth I wanted to be.
Mark and I met through racing and we share a passion for cars and motorsports. But we share a lot more than that. He’s only in his mid-50’s so seven days and 3000km is plenty of time to hear his life story – twice. We have become like that rarest of things at our age, boyhood friends. Like two chums looking for, finding and enjoying adventure we roll down the road laughing our asses off and counting our blessings. One of which for me is having him as a co-pilot in this and many adventures. Thank you Have-a-Chat. I’ll run flat out to the checkered flag with you anytime, anywhere.