The funniest thing with them, was when in desparation to break the 100mph barrier with that boat, running on LPG, they'd blown all their motors throughout the week (Windermere) and Charlie decided to have a crate of engines flown over from smilin jacks, overnight to heathrow, and his helli pilot flew down to heathrow from the Lowood hotel early on friday morning, collected the crate, and flew back up.
I was stood there with TD when Mark prized the crate open with the crow bar, rushing to get the powerheads on the boat, and down the lake.
Trouble was, Smilin Jack, had overnighted a crate that Pascoe had sent out to them the week before, containing three, totaly destroyed 2.5's
Marks face was a picture!
Reckon someone got a right bollocking over that!
What a feckin great waste of money! (imagine the cost & aggro involved in such a last minute overnight freight job!)