An eighth of a mile isn't very far, about the same length as the traditional grand-prix with the bloke in the noisy HSV next to you at the lights.
On the other hand, Ironbark Raceway at Roma was a very long way from Brisbane. Five and a bit hours straight through with the truck buzzing at 2800rpm in top gear, the freezing air blowing through the window while I watched Dan's XR8 squirming and bouncing on the rough highway surface.
Worth every minute though. There's an abandoned NASCAR sitting outside a small-town servo out there, and there's another 5 stories in the material and photos we brought back. Just you wait.
In the meantime, here's some pics that didn't make the article.
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