Until just after 10pm, it was a normal Saturday night at The Spaniard’s Inn on Hampstead Heath. Glasses clinking, the background radiation of chatter and high spirits, staff dashing to and fro because

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Brake hard, drop to second, wipe the wheel as you thrust forwards again and gather the second apex, run wide on exit and then gun this Riley Brooklands down the very short straight accompanied by what

By tradition, the World Rally Championship should have been decided in a thick soup of mud and mist, the sport’s top stars slithering through treacherous British forest roads on a good old Rally GB wi

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