You can't afford to be savage with the car and fishtail out of the corner because you'll both lose speed and stand the risk of clouting the bank. There's a crest out of the Cutting and the Falcon leaps over it with your accelerator foot flat to the floor. The right hander before Reid Park used to be flat out, but no longer. The car wants to go through it flat, but it's not quite capable. The run across the Mountain is extremely fast and
potentially dangerous. An inconsiderate slower car here can cost you a hell of a lot of time, or put you in a lot of danger. You're in top gear and hitting it, well over 175 km/h, and you just don't need a slower driver forcing you off line. McPhillamy Park corner is the one which can individually make the best contribution to your lap time. It's the fastest corner on the track and the approach to it is blind. The flag marshall at the crest is the most important
flaggie on the track. He's got to be spot on, and thank God, he has been ever since I've been racing at Bathurst. In last year's final lap debacle he was almost climbing the fence to get me to slow down before I reached the crash scene.

Skyline is...... How can you describe it.
It's a case of recognising its dangers and just steeling yourself to do your very best. I brake hard before hand, take second right at the crest and do my Fred Astaire act down to the Dipper. I don't go for the hole at the dipper. The optimum line in which you fling the car into mid air over the dip, would do a lot towards destroying my car in ten laps. Besides wheel lifting will only flat spot the tyres.

Forest, Elbow is one of the most intricate corners on the track. Your approach has to be just right, otherwise you're a good chance of ending up as crepe suzette. The car is capable of going through the initial part of the corner faster than the last part - you have to be careful not to be sucked in.
Forest, Elbow is taken in second gear. By the time you reach the left hand kink a short way out of the Elbow you're already in top and going hard.
Conrod gives you the only real sensation of speed on the circuit. Cresting the first hump is like taking off in a Cape Kennedy rocket. Nonetheless the straight gives you something of a chance to relax. I'll even suck on a drink (I have a tube looped through my shoulder harness). But you have to be dammed careful to keep an eye on slower cars dicing in front of you. They just might think the blue flag applies to their own dice instead of the Roaring Fordy behind them.

Like I said, concentration is what it's all about. In the lead with the race almost over it'd be easy to lull into a state of shock. You just can't allow yourself the luxury of thinking you have the race won. Instead I think just the opposite.
I start to imagine things are going wrong with the car. Noises which were unintelligible a few 100 ks before now take on new proportions. I hear everything in that car, but the Pope praying. The Hardie-Ferodo imposes pressures like no other race in Australia.
To make it all worthwhile, you just have to win.