PULLING UP THE BIG BOY TROUSERS

he day was always going to come, as long as I didn’t disgrace myself so badly that I gave up and went away to do something simpler. Circuit racing a V8 muscle car was the end goal all the way along, but I kicked off my circuit racing apprenticeship five or so years ago in a 150-horsepower, almost stock-standard Toyota Levin AE111 in the South Island 2KCup championship, just to answer my own longpondered question as to whether I had the ability, or could develop the ability, to drive a race car around a racetrack without looking like I was in a different race than everybody else. When you