We all have defining moments in our lives that remain with us. Moments that leave an indelible mark on our memories, maybe even our psyche. Memories so defining, they actually change the way we look at things.
There are a couple of events in my life that defined my interest in historic motor sport. No, I didn’t witness the flailing arms of a Gonzales, the smooth style of a Fangio or perhaps the power slides of a Moss. Nothing so spectacular. Growing up in Sydney, Australia, we hardly ever got to see the likes of such greats except for the Tasman period, but that’s another story.
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