Posted Friday, February 7, 2025 at 10:41pm
If you’re at all like me, you’ll relate to this feeling: lost, overwhelmed and at times perplexed.
What am I doing here? Do they really want to speak to me? If I just went home, would anybody notice?
Imposter syndrome isn’t the one. But it’s part of what makes a lot of us who we are.
For years, this was my relationship with rallying. I was an imposter. Somehow, I’ve managed to evolve that to the extent that the discipline now helps put food in my fridge.
I’m one of the lucky ones. Plenty of our heroes don’t get to make money from rallying – contrary to my beliefs when I watched events as a small boy.
Most of my idols were actually business owners, hard workers – not really rally drivers or co-drivers. But even learning that with the wisdom that comes with age, my feeling towards them hasn’t really changed.
They are still superstars. Their world, inside the cockpit, was out of reach. I could never be one of them. My place was behind the spectating tape; not tackling the hairpin beyond it.
