RACING A CATERHAM R300: THE RETURN
RacingPete gets a second crack at R300 racing - this time at Silverstone
This is my first time on the Silverstone Grand Prix circuit and I am back in what I class as one of the best series in the UK, the BookaTrack.com Caterham Superlight R300 Championship. And this time the grid is sold out.
Unluckily for me the call to step into the Caterham came after any chance of pre-race testing - and the rest of the field already had a day's lappery around the GP Bridge circuit under their race seats. Although that sounds like I have started to quote from the book of racing excuses - found in the later chapters of the Motorsports Association Blue Book, just after the bit about how to use 'for sure' in interviews - it does make a difference when it comes to Caterham racing.
Set-up is a key element to higher-level racing - jumping in a car and hoping to set a lap record is a big ask, even if your name is Jenson Button. The other key element is track knowledge, and some of the corners on the circuit I had driven many times, some I had driven once on my ARDS 12 years ago, and some no one had driven until the weekend, thanks to a little bit of circuit remodelling Silverstone had been doing over the winter.
This year it will be the first time Bridge, in its current guise, isn't used by the Formula One cars for 19 years; instead of turning left at Abbey the cars turn right into a new infield section heading back towards the top of the National Straight. Luckily it seems that all the racing clubs are taking advantage of this new layout and there are a number of events using the old Bridge circuit - which is the circuit I am about to drive for the first time.
Sitting in the assembly area waiting for qualifying in April, in England, inevitably means April showers. As the clouds darken, my chance of a dry qualifying session and a chance to tune the car for a dry race are suddenly out the window as the sky opens and tips water onto the circuit.
Race mechanics spring to action in the downpour and start swapping front wheels around - Avon says the control tyre works better the wrong way round in the dry - and detach anti-roll bars from the front of cars. I sit patiently in the car, watching the frantic action. The sun is starting to peer from behind the clouds and the rain has stopped meaning this will be a tricky drying qualifying session. The whistle goes to signal the start and off onto a full lap of Silverstone I head.
It should be flat through the first kink, holding on to the car hoping it grips again, down one gear and hug the kerb through Becketts, then a quick dab of the brakes and accelerate through Chapel onto a blistering lap time. That would be the method if it wasn't soaking wet - and Silverstone is a strange beast when it comes to its racing lines.
For an incredibly wide track it has one of the narrowest racing lines and drifting even slightly off line leaves you stuck in marbles and dust - even more so with the redevelopment still ongoing - struggling to make an apex or turn-in. But come rain, suddenly this marble-strewn Tarmac is the grippiest place on the whole track; doing a wall of death around the outside of Luffield can gain you seconds on anyone still trying to drive the dry racing line.
Every BookaTrack.com Caterham Superlight R300 Championship race is a double-header and the first of the two races is scheduled for the end of the first day; unfortunately those dark grey clouds are gathering again. As the whole of the Caterham grid stare up at the sky trying to guess what is coming, the clouds pre-empt all guess work and stream down what looks more than a shower. There is no question: this is going to be a very wet race as we head out onto the grid and the warm-up lap.
As a racing driver, much as with other far more dangerous professions, you do what you do by thinking that major accidents happen to someone else. Doing close to 130mph down Hangar Straight in driving rain into a wall of spray, you can therefore keep your foot flat on the accelerator. But these conditions are like driving at top speed in the worse fog you have seen, and my "happens to someone else" attitude is beginning to waiver.
But wet race tracks are always ready to catch out the unwary. Heading down the pit straight, changing from 5th to 6th, the car snaps towards the wall as a wheel catches a puddle, but I quickly catch it - as I do with my breath.
Approaching Becketts on the third lap I just catch a glimpse of a yellow flag through the mist and come straight on a multi-car pile-up. As I dodge in and out of bodywork and suspension bits scattered loosely over the track I can't help but think that a red flag is inevitable. Sure enough, the race is stopped, but a check-up in the medical suite for two drivers gives everyone a clean bill of health - these really are sturdy little cars. Unfortunately, with conditions worsening and light fading the race is abandoned for the weekend.
Race two the next day is much brighter and no wet weather is to be seen. I have had a night's sleep to think about the race and, after the smash from the previous day, my grid slot has moved north two positions and I start 15th. Race Plan 'A' is to get to 10th after the first lap, join the lead battle and tussle up to victory. Easy.
Using the slipstreaming effect of the Caterham I gather my composure and, onto the main straight I manage to get alongside and claw back 10th place. This time I'm determined to keep it. So I accelerate early through Copse in an attempt to break the tow I'm giving to 11th place. But this means I carry too much speed and drift wide onto the still-damp grasscrete. The good and bad thing about Caterham racing is one mistake is severely punished by your fellow competitors. Two cars fly past and my chance to battle to victory is gone.
Silverstone is an iconic track and the Bridge GP circuit is simply awesome - possibly one of the best layouts in the world - with its great combination of quick corners. A Caterham R300 is also a near-perfect tool for the job. If only I could get a little more practice through Maggots, Chapel and Becketts...