A story about your naughty AFers. A casual and light hearted bit of reading.
Just before our emigration out of ZA Harry and me decided to go and see and of course test the new illegal Sunday night dragstrip in Jetpark. Jetpark was a fairly new industrial suburb close to where we lived. It was huge!! We talk about 3000 spectators and around 300 participating cars. (about 3 or 4 weeks before the cops hit and closed it.) It had a high bank to the one side of the road where some spectators could have a semi-grandstand view. The rest of the crowd just stood in the road.
At the time Harry’s R10 was the quickest in the club and that was when we started using the Fiat pistons. I think my calculations was a bit wrong and the compression ratio was too high because later that night he broke the ring landing on one of the pistons, but that was only later that night! This mod made his G about 1430cc. My car still had the smaller G motor at 1300cc and then Jacques, my son was there as well with his 1100cc Caravelle. The Caravelle was standard except for a twin choke Weber. At least I think it was standard.
So Harry had to take care of the big cars, I would take on the medium sized cars and my son was on his own mission with some smaller cars.
The big cars at the time was all 3000 Ford Sierras and up and then there was the BMW 325iS Shadowline that was the hit at the time. These BMWs were a special edition by BMW South Africa for the production car racing and they were stepped up to 2700cc and a weight reduction. I remember that you bought them without an Aircon.
The medium sized cars that came to me were the likes of 2000cc cars etc. I could specifically remember that a 2000 cc Mazda with the broad 16V head, modified extractors and chipped was my best competition for the night.
Needless to say, we took on the crowd and we beat them!
Then Harry, the fox terrier himself, walked over into the BMW crowd and asked the one guy who is the quickest BMW amongst them. He pointed to one of the guys and Harry walked up to him and asked him if he is willing to take a go. The comment from this guy was “Yes, ok but I don’t trust you old farts at all”. Harry was a bit upset being called an Oldfart. In any case the race was on and the BMW was cut down to size.
The following Sunday night I took my wife there to show her were we diced and we stood on the bank light good citizens when 2 guys in front of her were talking and the one said to the other “This is f..ckall, you should have been here last Sunday! There were 2 old little Renaults and they f..cked everybody up!!” Talk about EGO. Mine almost burst.
I hope Harry reads and comment on this because he might add a few things as well.