AshbyCut wrote:Perhaps tweeds, tie, and no helmet were de rigeur at the time ! I love the touch of the kerchief, perfectly placed, on both gentlemen.
And up untill more recent times too. The picture in this link almost looks like it's taken from the other side.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/se ... ion-trewin
There is a huge following for the traditional in motor sport: Goodwood Festival Of Speed being the most notable exception. I used to go every year with a good mate of mine to the Coys Historic festival at Silverstone. Even amatuers racing C-types and pre-war Astons makes for far better viewing than modern day F1.
Mind you, them old cars are death traps. And if you had a less than fatal accident the outcome could be almost just as bad. Can't for the life of me remember which car it was that they used to call the Widow-Maker, on account of its habbit of the gearbox (the tunel from which ran directly between the drivers thighs to rear axle) exploding and pretty much taking the unfotunate drivers gentleman vegetables with it.
