A pleasure as always, gentlemen. R1 was bloody brilliant. Lots of small battles......Yes, we were fighting for the honour of P17, but hey, racing's racing. R2 was a complete shambles. I was getting tired and losing my concentration, plus I made the classic mistake of loading a new set-up right before race-start, which always ends well. End result; Lots of over-heating tires, tons of understeer, and about as much fun as a swift kick to the crotch. Ah well, all in good fun. Oh, and if by chance the designer of the Thruxton chicane is reading this...... I will find you. I will hurt you.