Growing up I was obsessed with the Fast and Furious franchise.
Sure there are much better films out there, and some of the F&F plot lines are extremely unrealistic *cough*World’sLongestRunway*cough* but for me it wasn’t the structure of the films, but the lifestyle. It represented a family that was chosen.
A family that was formed on friendship, common interests and cars.
I’ve never been much of a petrol head.
I’ve been obsessed with the skills Ken Block possesses ever since I can remember, but despite my desire to be a Hoonigan, the reality of my car knowledge stretches to knowing how to maintain my engine, changing a wheel, and being a better than average driver.
But despite the heartbreak that I will never be Ken Block, I still love cars.
The way cars evolve through aerodynamics, functionality and design fascinates me, and I love that once the car has been built there is so much more you can do to customise it, to make it truly yours.
So when S woke me up with a bacon butty and the words “Fancy going to Goodwood?” on Sunday morning, he knew I was a done deal.
Goodwood is a racetrack situated on the outskirts of Chichester.
(Ok technically it is more than just a racetrack. It has a hotel, a golf course, a pretty stunning house, a horse-racing track, a motor-racing track, a restaurant and a health club. But for today’s post, we’re just going to focus on the motor side of things). SO.
Goodwood is a racetrack on the outskirts of Chichester and on this particular Sunday, was taken over by Players. (The brand that is – not a bunch of playboys and sportsmen) for their “Show and Shine” track day.
Hundreds of people from all across Europe turned up riding in their Sunday best to park in the paddocks and get busy with their chamois, polishing their paint to perfection.
There was quite literally every car imaginable.
Old cars, new cars, classic cars, supercars.
It was like being in a teenage boys wet dream.
But my personal favourite?
The Nissan GT-R.
The car that haunts my dreams in the best possible way.
I can’t say I feel the same way about cars, I’m afraid. I’ve still not learned to drive (two failed tests!) and am generally a way better passenger than anything else. That said, I can totally see the attraction with spending a day surrounded by the things you love!
I failed my test twice as well, don’t worry (1st time I wasn’t a very confident driver and he definitely shouldn’t have passed me, but the second instructor was a total douchenugget!) but third time lucky and all that! There’s no feeling like the independent freedom you experience once you have your own car so good luck for when you next try! xo
I’ll probably wait to re-take it when we move away from London in a couple of years. I failed my second one just before I moved abroad and it’s not really been necessary since. I definitely want to take it again one day though.
Yeah, if i lived in London I wouldn’t drive – there’s just no need when public transport is so readily available and fast. I adore driving around my hometown though – we have some great vantage points that look out across stretches of countryside! xo