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Meet FotW #19, Guy Martin, 28 year old truck mechanic. This is the cold “office” from which he travels to and from in a Ford Transit van, ideal in handling the decrepit roads of the truck yard six days a week. Those are his goggles propped on his mucky hair, that’s his name on the breast pocket of his overalls, and these are his tools held between his greasy hands. Martin does not have a pension plan, has nothing in savings, and doesn’t have a mortgage either because he never bothered to own a home. He lives in the home of his girlfriend’s parents.
But what Martin DOES own… is this–
“There are times when I’m racing that I’ve thought, ‘This is it’, but when you survive you’re left with a feeling like nothing else. It’s a buzz you can’t describe. And I’m chasing that buzz all the time. I love risking my life, but to get the buzz on a bike on public roads [when they’re not closed for racing] I’d need to be doing 180mph. You can’t, and I wouldn’t want to. The Aston isn’t everyday transport. It’s for a mad half-hour every now and then. And it’s also forever. I don’t think I’ll ever sell it…”







