Here we are, my wife, Eleanor, who actually owns the car (in name) and myself, at the start of the Guinness Book of Records Run at the MG meet in Washington in 1994.  What a blast.  Hundreds of MGs of all vintages gathered in one spot for show and tale swapping.  For those of us brave enough there was even a chance at running our cars at speed on Summit Point Raceway.  I couldn't resist this and Thursday morning, bright and early, I was there.  We did several practice laps with our instructors and then, after a drivers meeting of about 45 minutes, it was out on the track.  What hurt was that during the drivers meeting it rained briefly.  Just enough to raise the oil on the track.  I went out on the track, FIRST CAR OUT, and, sure enough, on a corner I had taken earlier at the same speed, I spun out and went off the track.  Most embarrassing.  Got back on the track and, on several occasions, hit triple digits on the long back straight.  It was a real rush but I have no need to do it again.  Especially having seen the results, on the same day, of a beautifully restored TD rolled (without a roll bar).  The driver survived but the car was really trashed.

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