Intercom

 I recently went on a track day with a friend of mine. My car has an intercom so you can just about talk to each other (in full face helmets) while you're lapping the circuit. We're both classically English and have politeness and apologising ingrained in our characters. We both issued very rapid and terse apologies over the intercom while we were driving – mid fuck up. My friend missed a gear and forced the car from 3rd to 2nd at about 70 miles an hour instead of 3rd to 4th. As soon as the clutch came up the revs spiked and the rear wheels squirmed. Before the car was even fully under control again I heard "SORRY!" in the intercom.

I entered a hairpin too fast. I didn't spin the car, but the tightest line I could manager took us out over the kerbs and over a section of grass. Before we'd even left the track I had shouted. "TOO FAST. SORRY!"

Richard "My Fault Entirely" B