Stage three, the infamous 27.97-km Trawscoed, saw Andrea
taking his turn as the quickest of the Stilos, the diminutive Italian turning in
a stunning time of 20:55.0, which equated to 53rd fastest overall, leaving a
whole horde of four wheel drive and Super 1600 cars trailing in the wake of his
near-standard machine.
Leon, struggling with what we would soon find out to be a
serious clutch problem, dragged his ailing machine through in 21:19.7, while
Chris was just three seconds further adrift.
Stage four saw the battered field return for a second helping
of Brechfa. Andrea went through it in 21:35.2. This was an amazing thirteen
seconds faster than the Italian had managed earlier! And this was despite the
fact that the tracks, had been ploughed up for a second time. In 23-year-old Andrea Perego, we are undoubtedly looking
at one of rallying's hottest future prospects. Leon nursed his car through in
21:51.5, while anchorman Chris turned in a solid 21:57.8.
We arrived at Fiat Auto UK's rally service area as the cars
were pounding through Stage five, the second running of the infamous Trawscoed
test.
Leon's father, Gary, glued to the timing monitor, the team's link with the
outside world, reported that Andrea had a water leak, but as yet it was not
being treated as a major issue, while Leon was struggling, but looking to ease his car back here for the flexi-service due at
around 1pm.
Then all hell broke loose, Leon and Andrea failed to appear
on the monitor. The Welshman's clutch had finally expired a third of the way
through the stage, while the Italian had parked up with what would later be
diagnosed as a cylinder head gasket failure.
A small crumb of consolation was offered up by Chris, who
tore through the stage in 21:10.1, the Stilo once again positioning itself well above a gaggle
of much more powerful cars on the timesheets.
Hardly had we had digested an excellent lunch, served up
courtesy of Michelin-star chef Phil Vickery, than Chris came hurtling into the
service area, the blue-overalled Fiat mechanics pouncing on his car
as they endeavoured to turn him around in the allocated time of 20 minutes.
We had seen the decimated field streaming into Felindre, the
cars, without exception, bloodied and bruised. Now a close look at Chris' Stilo
painted a picture of just how bad conditions had been up in the Welsh forests that
morning. The mud was caked so thick on the car that the giant Fiat
logos were effectively blanked out, and it resembled more a heavily camouflaged
army vehicle than a bright, garish-coloured rally car.
Despite the morning's exertions, Chris exuded a calmness that
is very rare among 19-year-olds, the youngster briefing his team manager before
being thrust into a whirlwind of quick-fire photo-calls. His maturity is
obvious, his smooth, rapid pace in all circumstances, tells you that you are
looking at another rally star of the not-too-distant future. This unflappable guy lives to
rally, and enjoys it!
Hardly had Chris
headed back out into the fray, than Leon and his stricken car arrived. There
were a few positives to be drawn, joked the Fiat mechanics, the car still was
still recognisable of a Stilo, Leon having passed on the temptation to
re-sculpture its shape.
"Out
there it was the slipperiest I've ever seen,"
commented Leon. "It was my first time on many of the
stages and my first time in the Stilo, and driving an almost 'normal' car, so we
were just building up, and looking to keep the time gap down to Andrea.
"The
problems started about two miles from the end of stage two. We thought it was
the gearbox at first, as we couldn't get it into gear, but by the finish we
realised it was a clutch problem," the Welshman
continued.
"We lost nine
minutes on the road section to the third stage, and then had to start the car on
the key. By this point we were just nursing it, trying to keep it in one piece
and get through the stages to the flexi-service.
"We made it to
stage four, dropping a lot of time, and we were still confident that we could
achieve our goal and get the car back to service. However a third of the way
through the stage the clutch went completely, it stuck in gear and then coming
around a left-hander...nothing!"
"We're not
really sure what has happened yet," Leon concluded, "but it seems to be a
curse with Trawscoed as we retired on the same stage last year. Hopefully we can
get the car repaired and set some times on the SupeRally tomorrow."
Last to arrive
was Andrea. Another youngster with a bright future, the Italian Stilo Cup points
leader walking round in the drizzle with a huge smile permanently etched on his
face. He's enjoying the experience, even if right at the moment he's bitterly
disappointed. He hovers as the mechanics swarm over his car, although their body
language tell you that his rally is over.
Word soon filters
through that Chris has suffered a driveshaft failure on Rheola. As the gathering
gloom of a wet Welsh autumn evening rolls down from the pine-clad hills, and the
harsh glare of a myriad of high-powered portable lights start to fill out Felindre,
the Fiat mechanics are going to be in for a long night's work.
The Wales Rally
GB might not have produced the result that the enthusiastic management team at
Fiat Auto UK might have wished, but in terms of thrusting the brand firmly back
into the spotlight of British rallying, it was an unqualified success.
Our thanks must
go to all the team at Fiat Auto UK; Gary and Simon, the organisers of the Stilo
Cup; the drivers Leon, Chris and Andrea, approachable, talented and eager, Phil
Vickery's excellent food, as well as the marshals and organisers of the Wales
Rally GB.
Last weekend Fiat
was back where it belongs, ripping up the rally tracks, taking on the odds,
creating a little bit of history.
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