It's all in the genes • • •
A picture on social media recently reminded me of a really special day of scooter sprinting at Elvington. It was the occasion when I'd bought back my race scooter some 18 years after selling it. I'd rebuilt it and was running it at Elvington just for old time's sake. My dad, Bill, had done loads of work on it including making a hydraulic disc slave cylinder from a piece of solid brass and a 28-section superbly welded exhaust system. My dad came to virtually all my races for nearly 10
