That’s the unmistakable sound of me banging my head into a brick wall. At least that’s what I feel as if I should be doing after last weekend at Snetterton. To say the weekend was frustrating doesn’t come anywhere near it.
We got there last on the Thursday night and parked up in the area of the paddock nominally reserved for RGB. Mind you, we appeared to be a in Stock Hatch city. I was testing on the Friday and, apart from worries about the weather, looking forward to it all.



