And of course, the daddy of them all as far as production racers go - the Manx Norton. A memory that I will take to my grave is being woken before dawn by the sound of a Manx being started and ridden up to the line for morning practice - and this before the namby-pambies insisted on stuffing old socks up the megga in case some sensitive soul couldn't hear the solo violin in "Scheherazade" after being exposed to motorcycles for 25 years ! Imagine telling Bernie Ecclestone that his F1 cars must sound below 110db....................