It is early 1964 and having recently qualified as a doctor, I had signed up for a short-service commission as medical officer for the Royal Air Force in Changi, Singapore, to start at the beginning of the summer. But there was a problem; I had an obsession for motor racing. As an impoverished student, I had learned the rudiments by racing a variety of Ford Ten specials in UK club racing, but I was driven by the urge to compete…
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