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I attended every Super Prix. My memories are:
The rain the first year. Thetailend of a hurricane from the States (I think it may have been called Charlie).
The noise. It wasn't too bad on certain parts but especially around the fruit market it bounced back at you.
The start of practice the first year being delayed because the armco needed tightening.
Russell Spence being hoist aloft in his car because he was a pratt and was trying (unfortunately he succeeded) in getting the session stopped.
A race for MG Metro 6R4s
The Halfords Hairpin. Great overtaking, plenty of incident, and a thin advertising banner being continuously ripped off by the cars brushing against it.
A perfectly healthy tree being cut down because it impeeded the view from a grandstand. I found that a shame because with a bit of thought the grandstand could have been built a few feet away without a problem.
Drivers posing for photographs around Bristol Street Motors. they all seemed so friendly and approachable (but then even F1 drivers were back then).
Residents selling drinks and sandwiches from their gardens.
A girl called Sue!
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