One year, after a disaster leaving London for Le Mans, we were saved only because striking French dockworkers, delayed the ferry’s departure for France.
Our furious run down to Portsmouth, involved the Nissan truck (whatever it was, sort of like a Range Rover) all but emptying its full tank of fuel and us flashing a Porsche to move over. I had serious doubts that it was going to stop, going down the slip road to the roundabout before the ferry. But hey, we made it.