I had an old bread truck from Håve Limpan. An old Ford Custom cab. Never insured, never estimated, never inspected. Not because I did not want to, I simply had no money.
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I have learned that life should be lived in 180, you should not go and wait for others to solve what you want.
If I want to swim, I go and bathe, if I want to see live music, I go directly to a concert, even if it is not in the municipality. Stockholm is only three hours from Karlstad. Three hours is just fun to go, and who wants to say no to a little fun in everyday life?
Same thing with cars. I have driven most cars that have been manufactured, at least the ones you want to drive. If I miss a Peugeot 205, it does not keep me awake at night. Ferrari Pista, Porsche GT2 RS, Nissan GT-R, Audi R8… You name them, I have driven them.
When I was young, I had a go-kart and then a Formula Ford 1600, but I could not afford a car. However, I finally got advice on an old bread truck from Håve Limpan’s manufacturer. An old Ford Custom cab. Never insured, never estimated, never inspected. Not because I did not want to, I simply had no money.
I worked almost constantly to get the budget together to be able to drive a race car, and when spring came I was there with inspection, insurance, tax and service to do and pay again. But the money was needed for tires, petrol, tests and race so I negotiated with myself and came to the conclusion that I will do it next month, or next, or next – and vips so the season was over, and then it worked out because I asked of the truck in the winters.
Satisfied, I thought that next spring I will do all that.
The rear axle of the truck was loose and wandered around a bit, the steering wheel was broken and sometimes locked so you had to take the bar with your foot on the dashboard to get it loose and be able to steer again.
My father did not dare to go but took his own car, he probably did not want to die prematurely. It was a bit motorhome decorated so there was a mattress to sleep on and… nothing more, unfortunately. The rest I had promised myself to buy and assemble next month, or next, or next.
During the autumn race it was often raw as I had no heat and we slept three to four people there in the moisture. But heat I would put in next month or… yes, you get it.
Getting the formula car into the cupboard was a bit tricky. I had “borrowed” some scaffolding planks that I supported with trestles that the car was standing on in the depot when we were mechanizing. I thought it might be like this until I get paid, then I will get real cargo ramps… Next month…
Once a friend came to visit me while I was munching at home in the garage, he discovered that I had not eaten in almost a week and went away and bought a pizza that I smacked in me. I still remember the feeling of food in my stomach.
That’s how my racing life started, at that time it went. You mechanized your old worn-out race car, then you took your old worn-out (almost scrapped) and uninspected truck, went to the track and drove away from everyone you could, and many did. You did not have money, but your pockets were full of youthful stupidity – and you got a long way on it.
Source: Senaste nytt från auto motor & sport by www.mestmotor.se.
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