Fire is a solid motivator for human activity. When we’re cold, we flock close to it to warm ourselves. When we need to make or destroy, fire plays a part. Fire helps us be the best that we can be and fire can be the most frightening thing we can experience. One thing is truly universal, however: unless you are freezing your thick bits off in some desolate snow-covered Alaskan nightmare, the last thing on Earth anybody wants is surprise fire. That’s bad no matter how you slice it. Even when we think we have everything under control with the lick of flame, we don’t. So what do you do when that lick of flame magically announces it’s presence in a moment you not only weren’t expecting but in a way that threatens both injury and property loss?
Calum Lockie is at the wheel of a Shelby Daytona Coupe at the Donington Historic Festival, a very envious spot, indeed. He’s been rowing the gears in this beast of a machine when the Safety Car comes out. Great, now he’s relegated to highway speeds while staring at the back end of an Aston Martin until…sniff, sniff!…yep, you guessed it, surprise fire. Now, I’m not too up on historic racing rules and regulations, but smart money says that the plan of action is to safely get off of the racing surface and get the hell out of the car that is currently on fire. Lockie, however, went with Plan B: he ripped right pass the Safety Car and hauled ass directly to the fire truck before getting out of the Daytona before his right buttcheek looked like the main ingredient in a s’more post-campfire.
Not the wisest decision…but it’s a Daytona coupe. Honestly, we might have done the same.
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