WB’s archive material from the first Goodwood meeting of 1948 picks on my having been the first idiot (later followed by many others) to overturn a car on that delightful circuit.
When the efficient Marshals had lifted the HRG off me, it wasn’t a doctor who appeared to see what I’d done to myself, but a veterinary surgeon: Bill Boddy’s and my friend, the late Holly Birkett.
How lucky I was not to have broken anything. When a racehorse breaks a leg in a fall, vets are expected to use their humane killer to shoot it without delay! That is one hazard to which drivers haven’t been exposed, since Prof Sid Watkins took charge.
I am yours etc,
Joe Lowrey, Bucks