Today we remember the life of a true hero, Colin McRae and his son Johnny, friends Ben Porcelli and Graeme Duncan who were tragically killed 5 years ago.
This sums up the effect Colin had on so many people:
Up at five and really so keen,
To see the bond of man and machine
Three hours to drive to get to the start
We all have a laugh and so full of heart
We know it is early, the weather is damp
But we need to see cars come off the ramp
Through fog and rain we push on with style
We know the main man is due in a while
Then comes a whistle, the marshal says time
A car is now coming through forests of pine
Its howl is so frightening, like a banshee on heat
There is no escape, as we shuffle our feet
And suddenly now it's why we are here
McRae over crest of course in top gear!
Its been worth the wait, the weather, the toil,
To see the brave Scot here on home soil
But now there is silence, and its deafening too
Cos you and the wee man have bid us adieu.
So rest in peace Colin, you and your lad
You gave us your best, John be proud of your dad.
The memories you left us are above all the rest
You shone like a star, just simply the best.
Colin you're a mate and that's what we all thought
Now you're in heaven with your boy and at rest
But you left us the true meaning of FLAT OVER CREST!
Monte Carlo Service
15 September 2012
9 September 2012
Mull Rally Fever
The words of Calum the Comet:
A historic day has come upon us;
Someone has won in a twenty-year-old bus.
A bit battered & rough, black & white,
but I think you'll agree, it drifts just right.
Commiserations to Neil,
I know how he feels,
But it paid to keep snapping at his heels.
A beautiful car, his times were impressive,
If you ask me, I think they were excessive.
When Saturday night came, so did the rain,
A spark of belief entered my mind again,
And then unfortunately Neil had to retire,
And from then on the saying goes,"God loves a trier".
I'm sure you'll agree, between me & you,
There's no better sound, than a flat out Mk II.
Not long now and the hills will be alive to the sound of BDA enignes and the skies lit up by spotlights.
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