You are a few pages late with that set - LINK

I'm aware of one more similar set of images from the same setting which should be hosted soon, so we'll have more to enjoy then.

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ER

 

a big mac and the whole rr line up and those 2 douchebags are stairing at the beemer

 

Roger Green's(Evo Magazine) Blog about his first drive in an F1:
With the current issue packed with features on the McLaren F1 I thought I’d tell the tale of the first time I drove one…

It was a happy set of circumstances that brought me together with an F1 owner back in 2002. I didn’t know the quiet chap next to me owned one as we sat down to dinner after a trackday at Dijon. Why would I? He had been driving a 911 all day. As we casually chatted about the day I explained that I was a motoring journalist and the conversation turned to supercars, and the chat included the F1. I mentioned I’d never driven one still blissfully unaware of what lurked in his garage at home, and after the main course he went to bed and I had pudding.

I forgot about the conversation until the following week, when he called. ‘I’ve actually got an F1,’ he said, ‘and if you’d like to drive it I’ll meet up with you on Sunday.’ I was completely stunned. ‘It’d be good if we meet at 7am,’ he continued. ‘The roads will be quiet then.’

‘Er okay, that’d be great,’ I mumbled. Was this for real?

It was. At the allotted hour a New York Yankee blue F1 arrived and out hopped my new best friend. I clambered into the central seat and got comfortable, while the owner sat behind my left shoulder. ‘Take it where you like,’ he said. So I pointed towards the ultimate test route - the B660.

My over-riding memory was the gigantic performance of the engine. It was simply astounding, and the F1’s packaging meant I could exploit it more and more down this twisting B road with my confidence growing all the time. Pretty soon we reached the end of the road. ‘Keep going,’ said the man to my left ear. ‘I’ve got a map.’

Eventually the fuel gauge showed that we were running low, so I pulled into the next shell station. Once filled my offer to pay was refused. ‘Do you want a go now?’ I was beginning to feel guiltily, like I was hogging the middle seat and over-staying my welcome in it. ‘No, I’m enjoying it back here,’ he said, ‘I’ve not been a passenger in my car before.’ He didn’t need to say it twice. I pressed on with no idea where we were or where we were going, I just kept driving as directed by the map-reading owner.

We stopped at McDonalds for coffee at one point, casually leaving the F1 parked between various Fords worth little more than a Happy Meal, and we didn’t arrive back at our meeting point until lunchtime. As we parted I thanked the owner for his incredible generosity. There was no reason why he should have done this; it wasn’t even for a magazine feature. It was just because the best thing to do with an F1 is drive it. What a day!

 

^^^What an amazing story! Thanks for sharing.

I'd do just about anything for an opportunity like that.

 

Great read! Stories like that make me go into daydreaming mode for hours

 

McLAREN F1's

 

Any idea who the owner, or the car is in that story peleton?

 

Yes - it is undoubtedly the one who posts over on PistonHeads under the username 'Flemke'. Here's some pictures of his New York Yankee blue F1, which is chassis #040. You may recall his car from past issues of EVO magazine where these first four compiled images were sourced from:



Here are some other great shots of the car image I just happen to really enjoy:







It goes without saying that it was incredibly cool of him to share the car with Roger like that. I must say, it doesn't surprise me coming from him.

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ER