From The Archives: Midnight Motor Racing

This almost-comically overwritten attempt at hanging out with boy racers (and “chick racers”) was commissioned by a magazine about some 15 or 16 years ago…maybe a bit longer. I can’t quite remember. What I do remember is I was in a car with the man known as Blink – then a photographer, and ever since a gig-organiser, publican, indie figurehead…we talked…