Atom overtakes a million pounds� worth of cars at the �Ring

We only went and got the bloody dates wrong. On the day we arrived at the N�rburgring, we expected to see a fat cat supercar day in full swing. That would mean lots of Ferraris, mostly, being driven slowly, universally. Ferraris tend to be driven by hapless showboating bunnies, especially around the N�rburgring's Nordschleife, so picking off a million quid in a day would be easy. In fact, there was a chance we could do it in a single lap.
But no. The supercar day had happened the week before. Er, s***. So I was faced with a bunch of hard nut Germans and Brits wearing expensive open face helmets, driving gloves and boots and grim facial expressions. That'd be fine and dandy if they were piloting clapped-out MkII Golfs. No, again. I'd never seen so many Porsche 911 GT3s and Turbos and BMW M3s in one place, some fitted with near-slick tyres. These boys will be quick and will know this place.