My early introduction to racing cars

In my previous article, Brooklands, my first visit I wrote about my fathers’ Riley pre-select geared car, and I remembered some old photographs, and I still am a boy racer.

Phillip Holt Riley Car — *Phillip on holiday and the Riley Car*

Phillip in the divers seat of the riley with mother standing

Phillip's Racing Peddle Car — *Phillip’s Racing Peddle Car*

Phillip Holt in his peddle racing car, plus family. Kath, my father, Grand Father, Grand Mother and Uncle Fred — *Phillip Holt in his peddle racing car, plus family.*
*Kath, my father, Grand Father, Grand Mother and Uncle Fred*

The all metal racing car was the real thing to me, modeled on the racing cars of the era.

I loved that car, and still raced it around as I got older, even when I got too big to sit in the seat. I would sit on the back so that I could get my feet onto the peddles, but the center of gravity shifting back, way past the rear wheels, meaning I often found the nose of the car facing up to the sky, and me on the floor.

Great days.

Oh for those who did not believe me, see, I did have curly hair.

See I am still a boy racer article.

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