So there I was ready for my first ever race!
Nerves still hadn’t kicked in as we waited in the holding area to come round to the gird. Even on the warm up lap I was very relaxed... however once I was lined up on the grid spot, surrounded by other cars the reality kicked in.

I tip-toed through the carnage and found myself back in 4th. I managed to catch up with the three cars in front with in a couple of laps and was blessed by the 3rd place car spinning in front of me.
Then it all then went very wrong!

There was then an accident which left a car stranded on the circuit and the red flag came out which means the race is being stopped. This was music to my ears. If a race is more than three-quarters run when it is stopped that is the end of the race, so the 3rd place was mine, or so I thought.

I asked a marshall if I would get to rejoin the race if I went and got some petrol, he said it was unlikely but would be the decision of the race director.
So I shot to the on circuit petrol station, topped the car up, drove down to the pits and started pleading with another marshall. She spoke to the race director who said I couldn't restart.
I gave her the full sob story, my first ever race, running in 3rd etc. etc. She radioed the race director back and to her credit got me back in the race.
I never got your name, but who ever you are thank you so very much.
What I hadn't considered was that everyone else had done a warm up lap and I hadn't! My tyres were stone cold so when I reached the first proper corner, I had bugger all grip. I just managed to avoid leaving the circuit and having an accident but it was a tense moment.

I messed up the start, just avoided a big accident, the race was red flagged, I ran out of petrol and had to start from the pit lane.