Every one of us has that dream where you walk away into the sunset, with the crowd chanting your name, after you have defeated the evil mastermind with your superpowers. No? Yeah. Me neither. My dreams usually involve me standing on the top spot of the podium, having won a rally that tests to the hilt both man and machine. The crowd still chants my name though.
This is the story of how I lived my dream.
It was one of those days at work I was in front of a computer rather than behind a steering wheel. Suddenly, in walks Bert and asks Alan and me if we were interested in taking part in the Desert Storm rally? A classic situation where only a double take can be the natural reaction.
For real? Would we get to drive? Would I get to drive?
I have been wanting to drive in a professional rally for a very, very long …
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