1956. Age 22, bought a new TR3. 1957, age 23. Raced the TR3 at Lime Rock and Thompson and a couple of hillclimbs. Ran out of money, tires and discovered I ain't ever going to be a real race driver. Sure was exciting though and like flying, I'm glad I did it. My racing friend Bart sent me a clipping from the New York Times from 1957 covering the time trials at Lime Rock. You can see I beat all the Healeys (sorry guys), MGs, Porsches, all Jaguars except Gordon McKenzie, a local hotshot...the clipping is attached. No it isn't. Too big and I can't resize it. I'll sent it to Basil. He knows about these things.