That's one more photo than I took.
There was something that interested me.
I saw that slightly stunned look, the quietening, the hush that falls when someone comes back from a gloves off bout with the great white dyno. It's not that hard to build a car, well, it's a lot of work but the degree of difficulty isn't that large. Building a motor may be beyond me but it clearly isn't beyond nearly everybody here. Sorting through all the claptrap about aerodynamics can take a lot of time and is clearly beyond a lot of people but with a little concentration and a logical approach it can be done. But defeating drag with horsepower is a numerical game and you can dance around all you like but if you ain't got enough you're gonna get knocked out.
I saw cars with lots more power than ours go a little bit faster than ours. It was clear to me time and time again that people just fail to understand the exponential nature of the relationship between speed and drag. That their car that happily buzzed up to 200mph seems to be running out of puff in the 2teens, "there was a head wind but it was only 16mph?"..........
DUDE, THAT IS AS FAST AS IT IS GOING TO GO.
I've had an existential crisis about the Spirit of Sunshine, but I've kept going. We've had an enormous amount of help from friends and strangers and we've kept at it, the gearbox is finished and we are just calculating freight and duty and it will be shipped. I pushed on because deep down I knew we had a good car, a beautiful car and if we get it right a fast car. Nothing I saw last week suggested to me I'm wrong.