The Tartarus 1000, an endurance race. Many made the starting line-up a few arrived late. With all cars of a similar design, it really was up to the drivers to determine who the winner would be.

Quite a hectic start, most drivers took things cautiously, not wanting an early disqualification they raced a very clean race. Ayrton and Alain, two seasoned professionals, made an early break on the rest of the pack. Nelson had gear problems and remained back with the stragglers. Back at the starting line Nigel arrived with a bad hangover, "What do you mean the race has already started?", and high on caffiene he set about catching up to the rest of the field.

Bruce hit a tree. It was a spectacular crash, shards of metal from the engine, chunks of rubber from the tyres and even a few goulish pieces of Bruce rained down upon a most impressed crowd. It took a while to get the car back into working order, but Bruce ever determined set off, Nelson just ahead, Nigel snapping at his heels.

The race was becoming more and more dirty as time wore on. The race leaders had a close encounter, angry fists were shaken. Ayrton veered over to the left and forced Alain off the track. The two drivers hopped out and laid into each other. Both were excellent drivers, but Alain was no master of boxing. Alain ended up in hospital, Ayrton in prison. Their race was over.

A surprised Nelson, 6 laps behind, saw the vacated cars of Ayrton and Alain. He knew the rules, and slammed on the brakes. Jumped into Ayrton's car and sped off, now in the lead. After all, the gear problems and a minor scrape with a wall were hardly his fault.

"What the F...?!", said a surprised Nigel, he'd battled hard to catch up to the likes of Nelson and Bruce.

"Don't worry", said a sarcastic Bruce, "you can always hop into Alain's car". And Nigel did.

A shocked Bruce, not looking where he was going, hit another tree.

19/11/2001