You know when you're a sprinter when....

[Sgt Pepper]

(Shamelessly nicked and adapted from Pistonheads) 😬

 

 

... You try to hit the apex on a roundabout. And you award yourself bonus points for "running" the kerb.

 

... You think November, December, January and February are for budget finding and rebuilds, weddings and funerals, births and other trivialities.

 

... You think of every expense in your life, not in £'s, but in "tyres" or sets thereoff.

 

... You can think of at least two roads where there are "little bumps that unsettle the car under braking, so you approach them slightly 'off' line".

 

... You have ended a relationship in the closed season because you knew it was probably gonna blow up during the season... And "you don't want that st goin down then!"

 

... You think a weekend without sprinting just doesn't feel right.

 

... When you hear of someone signing on, you immediately think of sprinting and not the dole.

 

... You have, on several occasions in one journey, "lined" someone up for an overtake and looked in the mirror afterwards and thought "ha, well schooled".

 

... You "draft" trucks when travelling on a motorway late at night. And you know what this means.

 

... You even walk the racing line in your house, kissing the apex (doorframe) on your way from room to room with your shoulder.

 

... You see "max speed" signs at a tight corner on a motorway as a challenge.

 

... Your idea of porn is the latest "demontweeks" catalogue.

 

... You dream of spending the winnings from your inevitable lottery win on racing. You have never thought about how much you would spend on your family.

 

... You feel sorry for people who think a good weekend consists of "the X-factor". You don't get "the X-factor".

 

... You have watched the grand prix on a Sunday, often pissed, and watched the pinnacle of motor racing, with the highest paid, fittest, fastest drivers in the world, with the most expensive and advanced cars in the world, endure forces and speeds that only jet fighter pilots experience, and thought "what a cock, he missed that apex".

 

... You love corners, then think of the best way of "straightening" them out.

 

... You have at some point in your life, given directions to someone on the Queens highway, where you have graded a corner on the gear it should be taken.

 

... Someone had attempted to cut up at a junction and you have immediately claimed it as "your corner".

 

...You time any journey over 100 miles to the minute, and every journey under 100 miles to the second, and believe 100% that no one could ever beat it in the same machinery. Except you, next time, when you will "carry an extra two tenths through that long 4th gear, late apex, right hander with the bump at the entry and the drain on the exit that must be straddled".

 

... You believe racing is life. Everything else is just waiting.

[cskip]

Excellent 😬

 

Does everyone do this?

 

... You see "max speed" signs at a tight corner on a motorway as a challenge.

[philmorton]

Oh okay I confess to hitting apexes in supermarket aisles (well maybe)

 

[David Horne]

... At traffic lights, you line up the front of the car inch-perfect on the stop line, and then when the lights go green.....

 

... You feel like something's missing, or not done up, when driving round with just a 3 point seatbelt.

 

Good post Chris!

[CaterBram]

LOL think there are alot of us that most of that list are true.