We set up shop in our garage in the pit lane, exchanging the usual friendly-but-guarded pleasantries with guys from other teams. There’s always interest in competitors’ cars. Garage doors are often at half-mast, and you get a lot of folk who ‘just happen’ to be walking by, surreptitiously trying to peer inside your garage. I might have imagined it, but our garage seemed to attract more walk-bys than usual, maybe because the 881 looked so different.
