Now while the majority of you chaps have probably heard this story before, it’s such a good one that it deserves to be retold just for the benefit of the few loyal MotorPunks that have not. In all my days I don’t think I’ve ever heard a better tale of Britishness and derring do involving Jag C-Types, stubborn French officials, boozy parties, subsequent hangovers, brilliant drivers, nuns and open chest surgery. If you know of one then please let us know. Once you’ve read this little potted history you might like to read Hamilton’s memoirs in full in his autobiography ‘Touch Wood’ which is also linked below!

 

 

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About The Author

Darryl Sleath

Darryl can usually be found up to his elbows in some unloved piece of BL detritus when he isn’t snapping and scribbling for various print magazines or producing the occasional book on tally-ho adventurers, PE or road tripping. As an occasional presenter on XCAR’s YouTube channel, his other hobbies include vintage Scalextrics, ‘60s Bang & Olufsen and dabbling in grassroots motorsport.

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