DTC September 2019

As viewed from on high.

A one act play Dick Reynolds.

Colin:
“Jingo’s Jim, I got that 7 right. Look at that red one go!”

Jim
“Think the burgundy, and the one in your colours are pretty quick too. Must say though, a bit rough for a man of my talent!” Probably useful on the farm.”

“Colin, or can I call you “Chunky”, did you have a hand in those plasticky looking ones?”

Colin:
“They look popular enough for me to have done – there’s bloody heaps of them down there!”

“Very quick by the looks. No’s 12, 25 and 11 particularly. Given the difference to most of the others, I suspect they might be forced induction. Almost definitely been added lightness! (thinks- “I love that saying”). Definitely proves it’s not the driver making the difference.”

Jim:
“Says you Obi Wan! Remember the bloody old Cortinas you stitched Ford up on? I drove them like I stole ‘em, and trounced the likes of that old Jag down there. Mind you, he’s giving a few of those tin tops a run for the money! And check out the big one – V8 I’m guessing. Quick as in a straight line – too much haggis I suspect! Ha ha ha! Och och!”

Colin:
“Not happy about “Chunky” Jim, but did you see no. 18?”

Jim:
“Och aye the noo, looks like a billy cart! Sounds like one of them new fangled Japanese motorbikes, with too many cylinders! Looks to be cleaning them all up!”

Colin:
“Not the only Japanese one! That black Elan looking thing goes like a rocket too!”

Jim:
“Talking of tin tops, I think I just saw “Son of Corty Twink”. The blue one – says Ford, goes like Lotus! Christ! (woops, sorry, beg forgivenesss!) it’s quicker than a lot of them! Those 7’s will never catch him!”

Colin:
“Hey Jim, what’s with the 7 that aint a 7? Thing goes like the clappers!”

Jim:
“Probably a replica Col, but a damn fine one I must say!”

Colin:
“Jim, we’re going! There’s a bloody Frenchman down there! Can’t have that, especially when he’s quicker than a few of the plasticky ones! “Megane!” Wot’s that about!”

Jim:
“Must be nearly over Col!”

Colin:
“Not happy about “Col” Jim!”

Jim:
“Well it is, or nearly! My goodness, there be a wee girly down there giving that strange sounding thing a right going over. Go girl!”

Colin:
“Can’t be over Jim, nothings fallen apart or crashed! What sort of a race meeting is this?”

Jim:
“A damn good one Colin, a damn good one!”