Ten years in, the approach is different. The Widebody is built.The Bedford RaceVan is built.The system exists. That doesn’t guarantee anything. It just reduces the unknowns. For the first time, the focus is not on making it work.It’s on arriving … Read more

The Widebody represented the next step. Bigger, faster, more serious. It didn’t start. A misaligned clutch, among other issues, meant the car never ran. The Stepnose became a fallback, which only highlighted the gap between ambition and execution. 2025 followed … Read more

The decision to road-trip to Simola seemed aligned with the spirit of the event. In reality, it exposed another layer of unpreparedness. 250km took most of the day. The wrong fuel pump had been fitted, leading to constant stops and … Read more

This was the year everything was supposed to come together. And then it didn’t. Broken pistons on the dyno days before the event. A situation that would have ended previous years. Instead, the system absorbed it. Rebuilt. Reassembled. Sent. The … Read more

The Stepnose finally made its debut. This was supposed to be the shift. A purpose-built car, built with intent, replacing the compromised daily driver approach. Seven days before the event, it still needed a proper shakedown. That alone says everything. … Read more

Simola didn’t happen. For once, there was an external reason. A global pause that removed the deadline, the pressure, the expectation. It should have created space to catch up. It didn’t. The same problems remained. The same unfinished work carried … Read more

By now, the pattern was established. Enter.Find a problem.Fix it.Repeat. The car was still the same. The issues were still familiar. The understanding was improving, but not fast enough to break the cycle. This was the final year with the … Read more

This was the year I decided to be sensible. The car had issues. The oil problem hadn’t been resolved. I collected it late, drove home, and made the adult decision to withdraw. That lasted a few hours. Watching the rest … Read more

The Stepnose wasn’t planned. It happened. One Sunday morning, someone stopped to admire the car. Conversation led to mention of two Stepnoses in poor condition. Numbers were exchanged with no real expectation. Two days later, I was loading them up … Read more

I entered Simola with what I genuinely believed was a racecar.A 1971 Alfa Romeo 1750 GTV that had been daily driven into something that looked the part — stripped interior, roll cage, cut springs, noise. From the outside, it ticked … Read more