Couldn’t make it up? Of course you could, if you were writing an overblown novel: wealthy aristocrat backer, dashing driver coming from nowhere, yachts, champagne, parties, and then beating established names with a car they built themselves in the stables of a stately home. No one would really believe it – but it happened.
tells that story, backed by input from Lord Hesketh, co-conspirator Bubbles Horsley and many another, and it’s a great tale. Bunch of playboys messing with our sport, was the Establishment view and of some of the
