The year was 1969 ... as my mother always told me I was eager to be born, so much so that she only just reached her room in time, I was almost born in the clinic’s corridor.
From an early age I have had a passion for anything on four wheels, a bit like all children.
I was trying to do a little something extra; I completely dismantled cars and then reassembled them creating real prototypes. Afterwards I raced across the floor and ended up against the wall laughing hard to start all over again.