Tuesday 26 October 2021

Bathurst '91, Pt.1: The Bench Marks

Telling the story of the 1991 Tooheys 1000 is a bit like 1989 – a bit of a challenge, because right from the start, everyone knew who was going to win. The Nissan Skyline R32 GT-R had always been fast, but after clobbering the ATCC and then lifting the Sandown 500, it was now a proven product over a distance as well. The difference is, for Dick Johnson's awesome victory of 1989, you could fill up the page with the woes of all the other teams, as their various breakdowns and misfortunes brought drama aplenty. That won't work this time. With three works Nissans on the grid, it was as obvious as a fart in a diving bell that every other team could put together a perfect run and still expect to finish no better than 4th. So there was no doubt in anyone's mind that Godzilla was going to win this year; it was only a question of by how much.


Back In Black: The Tooheys Giveaway Commodores
Holden's malaise for the Group A era had been that they spent the entire period at least a year behind schedule: Peter Brock racing at Bathurst '85 in a virtual road car; the Blue Meanie not arriving until 1986; the VL Walkinshaw not showing up until 1988, and so on. But in 1991, it reached a new level of absurdity: it was bad enough that for the majority of its life, the VN Commodore had been represented on-track by the older Walky, but by the time the VN entered its first Mountain classic it had actually ceased production – September '91 had seen the Elizabeth plant switch over to the updated VP model instead. The necessary 500 VN SS Group As had not yet been built, and indeed never would be, as they would soon be surplus to requirements.

Source

Most of those VN homologation cars had come in that horrible Durif Red colour, but at least two came in the colour they should've been all along – black. They were not for sale in that hue, but instead were prizes waiting to be won at the Great Race itself, the famous Tooheys giveaway cars: Unique Cars' Scott Murray tells it best.

Great Race sponsors Tooheys were all over it. Not only did they supply neck-oil in quantities today's race goers can barely remember, they ran a coupon competition on Tooheys Draught slabs. Not for tacky Chinese-made lanyards or bobble-head dolls, but for some serious HSV metal (and plastic). "Win a unique 'Group A' V8 and one for your mate", read the posters. In the paddock was a small fenced-off petting zoo with a stickered-up truck in the background and merchandise aplenty. The fate of those two black beauties was left to drunken chance.

Chassis number 123 wore a New South Wales 1000V8 registration plate, while chassis 161 (the number of race laps) got a 2000V8 plate. The lucky bugger who won both cars was announced during the 1991 Bathurst weekend broadcast...

Awesome? You bet. But I think it was also a sign of how in-demand the VN Group A wasn't. "Hey Holden, can we have a free car to promote this year's Great Race?" "Actually Tooheys, could you take two?" Yikes...

The Buildup Begins
There was some good news, however: for the first time all year, we had something approaching a full grid. Fears that the Bathurst entry list would have to be padded out with Group E production cars proved unfounded, as we had a full 47 Group A touring cars entered. Still a fall from the heights of 60 starters and more waiting on a reserve list, but by the standards of 1991 it was a virtual superabundance.

The weekend began with the usual Wednesday test and practice day, thinly disguised as "media day", which saw several top teams arrive and start turning laps early. One such team was of course Gibson Motorsport, but for them the buildup to Bathurst '91 was huge – after all the expense, all the telling Japan they needed to do things differently, the team had better goddamn deliver. To that end they'd spent the nearly two months between Oran Park and Bathurst pushing through yet another round of upgrades for the GT-R, consisting of a new rear diff and a new you-beaut set of brake callipers for maximum stopping power at the bottom of the hill. The Nissan LSD that had carried them this far had been done away with in favour of a simple spool diff, which was joined by decent shafts and CV joints to ensure the tail of the car was strong enough.

It took a while to convince the team that a spool diff would be a performance advantage. Nobody wanted to do it because they were running a Nissan clutch-type LSD which had been reliable. To keep them that way we were pulling them out after every event and diff oil temps with the clutch-type diff were very high.

After Oran Park 1991, there was the usual Bathurst test day and we set up a diff with a spool in it, we just pulled one diff out and put another in.

Skaife was in the car, he was around a second and a half faster. He said it just improved the car in all areas, braking, improved the power down and there wasn't a real big complaint about push. – Alan Heaphy, Auto Action #1787

The single biggest breakthrough, however, came when Heaphy acquired some specially-made Alcon callipers that of the same type used by the NISMO team at the Spa 24 Hours that year. These replaced the AP callipers the team had been using for the ATCC.

What we had was kept very quiet, no other team knew about them. If you see any footage of pit stops at Bathurst, particularly in practice, you'll find that there were a lot of blokes around the front wheels. These callipers gave us the ability to do 90 laps before a pad change whereas we could only get 30 using the AP. The disadvantage was that each pad cost $800 and had to be specially made. – Alan Heaphy, Auto Action #1787

After much umming and ahh-ing had decided to bring two cars rather than just one, putting both their regular drivers Jim Richards and Mark Skaife in the #1, and running the backup #2 for former Toyota works driver and consummate professional, Drew Price. Co-driving for this car would come courtesy of a Group E racer from the central coast, Garry Waldon, whose main qualification was probably that he was available. The decision to run two cars had been made quite late, and while Drew Price had no doubt been signed all year as the team's reserve driver, most other pedallers were likely committed to rides elsewhere. That said, Waldon had been national Production Car Champion back in 1988 in a turbocharged Mazda RX-7, so he knew how to keep a turbo car in one piece. Five wins in eight rounds was nothing to sniff at...

Garry (or Gary – sources differ) at Amaroo Park, 1988 (source)

Obviously, however, this second pairing were under strict orders to keep the car off the walls and be ready to hand it over to Richards and Skaife if needed; they were there for insurance, no more. Speaking of which, thanks to the GIO machine of Mark Gibbs and Rohan Onslow, the Nissan squad now had a backup car for their backup car – if both works GT-Rs failed, you could bet your bottom dollar Bob Forbes Racing would suddenly have full works support. And with Gibbs now comfortable in the car, the team found they could lap the Mountain in the 2:18s virtually without effort – slower than the works cars, maybe, but easily as fast as anyone else on the grid.

Dick Johnson Racing had again brought along three cars, though only two of them were technically his. Chassis DJR4 had been sold to New Zealand's Mark Petch just after the ATCC, but it still ran this weekend in Shell colours as the DJR team's third entry, with the #19 on its doors. It no doubt had a fairly conservative state of tune, as it would be in the hands of young New Zealanders Kayne Scott and Greg Taylor. By contrast, DJR5 – running in John Bowe's traditional #18 – was entrusted to the more experienced pairing of Paul Radisich and Terry Shiel: the former was a star in the making who'd impressed last year, and while the latter had been out of the game for a couple of years now, he was a former Sandown winner and still considered a safe pair of hands.

The #17 however, chassis DJR6, was the team's real hope, with Johnson and Bowe themselves slated to share the driving. That said, they were apparently running the same gambit as the Gibson outfit, with the cross-entry paperwork filed in triplicate so they could take over the #18 if need be. Unfortunately, we never found out how fast the World's Fastest Sierras™ could be through the speed trap on Wednesday, as one car suffered a split bore early in the day, and the other mysteriously detonated engine within the first couple of laps. It was the start of a disastrous weekend for the Johnson team.


For the privateers, things were little better. The situation for the Callaghans, Brian Sr and Brian Jr, was typical: they'd been forced to join Bill O'Brien's Everlast Batteries team just to make the grid. It was due to be O'Brien's last start with PE 003, the Walkinshaw VL built for him by Larry Perkins, and parting would be more sorrow than sweetness: it would eventually complete just 116 laps after a multitude of problems with the rear axle seal, and would not be classified.

Brian was an old speedway mate of mine. He was struggling to come up with a budget to continue racing at Bathurst at the time so we pooled our resources together. – Bill O'Brien, Australian Muscle Car #98

Then there was poor Allan Moffat. Losing his ANZ funding early in the year was a blow, but he was still able to put together a deal to get a logo on the side of the storied #9 Sierra – in this case, it was multivitamin concern Cenovis. It was still the first time he'd pulled the car out of the garage all year, as quite a few in the media noticed.

"Moffat's unique Bathurst preparation was to keep the cars in the shed and bring them out once a year," Bill Tuckey mockingly commented.

Well, I was not in a position to do much more than that.

Cenovis Vitamins came on board and stayed with me for the duration. They were a good and enthusiastic sponsor, but not blessed with ANZ-type funds. Along with Dunlop, who were prepared to pay money as well as provide tyres, I was able to field a locally-based two-car Sierra team in 1991, but without Rudi and therefore without his works drivers. – Allan Moffat, Climbing The Mountain

Rudi Eggenberger would indeed be sorely missed. He might not've been at the forefront of Sierra development anymore, but he'd still built both the Moffat team cars, and knew them inside out and back-to-front. 


After several years of effectively being Eggenberger Motorenbau Down Under, Allan Moffat Racing could do nothing but watch as Rudi switched to the DTM series instead, and with it to the Opel Omega 3000 Evo – horror of horrors, a GM product! That meant both Rudi and his driver, double Bathurst polesitter Klaus Niedzwiedz, would instead be racing at Brno that weekend (in a country that was still called Czechoslovakia...). That Brno was technically a non-championship race suggested Bathurst had rather slipped in their priorities, but it made no difference to Allan: the Swiss maestro who'd once built the world's finest Sierras simply wouldn't be making his annual Mountain pilgrimage this year. 

The cars were being prepared by Ian Walburn, who was also spannering for Queenslander Charlie O'Brien, once a member of the Holden Dealer Team. At the time Charlie was contesting Bob Jane's NASCAR series at the Calder Park Thunderdome – a giant $28 million flawed investment in bringing America's favourite speedway pastime to Australia. I asked Charlie to be one of my drivers and that's how his NASCAR Thunderbird ended up in my 711 [Malvern Rd, Toorak] workshop. It was a horrible piece of rubbish beside the Sierras. I wasn't happy – but a deal is a deal.

Alongside Charlie I'd secured Gianfranco Brancatelli, the European and Italian touring-car champion, winner of the Spa 24 Hour and the Macau touring-car race and a so far three-times Bathurst competitor whose best finish at the mountain had been 7th in 1987. It was his personal goal to do better, but he was surprised and dismayed when he arrived to find Rudi wasn't there.

I'd not misled him but he'd expected to be driving not just an Eggenberger car, but directly for Rudi. It was all I could do to persuade him not to go home before the first practice started.

I'd secured two of Jack Brabham's three sons for the other car – elder brother Geoff and middle brother Gary, but Geoff was badly injured in an American sports-car testing crash just before Bathurst. Four broken ribs and two compressed vertebrae kept him away.

At the last minute I secured New Zealand all-rounder Steve Millen to replace him. Steve and Charlie O'Brien had raced each other in the 1970s and he came with Charlie's strong recommendation. – Allan Moffat, Climbing The Mountain

But without the Swiss elf tuning the engine and his star driver at the wheel, Allan Moffat had to watch helplessly as Charlie O'Brien surprised all by proving faster than Brancatelli, putting the #10 Cenovis Sierra on the grid 12th with a 2:18.28. Last year's pole lap by Niedzwiedz, a two-minute, thirteen-second banzai monster, must've seemed an awful long time ago...

In any case, Richards took the headlines on Wednesday, setting a fastest lap of 2:14.95 and a fastest speed on Conrod Straight of 299km/h. Only Win Percy came close to matching that in his HRT Commodore, cutting the speed trap at 297km/h. In Thursday's official practice sessions it was Skaife's turn, as he put in a lap of 2:12.84 to claim provisional pole... which was impressive, when you considered the team was actually spending most of their time on the brakes! Wednesday had been spent bedding in brake pads for both cars, with Thursday spent experimenting with different pad combinations, as well as different spray patterns from the water cooling. They also brought back their controversial reversable brake duct system, reasoning that Bathurst was run by a different sanctioning body to the ATCC, so there might be some leeway in the rules.

Skaife and Richards made sure to get some seat time in the #2 car as well, just in case they ended up driving it on Sunday. And meanwhile the Bob Forbes team proved they didn't lack for speed either: early on Thursday they had an ECU problem that caused the engine to run roughly, but Gibson sent over the tech support kid to plug in a laptop and run some diagnostics, whereafter it ran perfectly. There'd been some concern the GIO team's Dunlop tyres might hold them back, but it turned out they needn't have worried. Since they had a slightly smaller diameter than Gibson's Yokohamas, the GIO car proved 4km/h faster up Mountain Straight than Skaife, even if it left them slightly slower down Conrod. Gibbs put in a best lap of 2:15.45, compared to a 2:20 or so for Drew Price in "his" car.


By the time the track closed on Thursday, GT-Rs held the fastest, second-fastest and third-fastest times, all of them achieved (so it was claimed) on full race setups. This meant the Nissan teams were free to spend Friday honing their race setups rather than chasing more speed in qualifying, leaving them extremely well-prepared for Sunday. And at the heart of it all, the really promising thing was that Richards had been able to get within a second of Skaife's quickest time, even with a full tank of fuel. This was going to be one fast race.

Tooheys Top Ten
So with the prelude done, Saturday brought the traditional Top Ten Shootout for pole: one lap, one chance; shame or glory. In living rooms around the country, Tooheys were cracked, phones were taken off the hook and bums settled into couch grooves ready for some of the most-anticipated television all year.

Which isn't really what we got. Instead, the broadcast started with Gary Wilkinson noting an "air of fatalism" around the shootout this year, thanks to the yawning five-second gap between the Nissans and the slowest of the shootout contenders. Five seconds just for the top ten was a horrific gap: to put it in perspective, the entire grid in 2020 was separated by less than 2.7 seconds heading into the Shootout (ignoring Jake Kostecki's qualifying crash...)! So nobody was likely to be very gung-ho about their lap today: just put on the race setup, keep it off the walls and try to maintain the good starting position they'd already achieved. There was no reward for heroics.

Therefore, it was abundantly clear both at the track and in the nation's loungerooms that only one lap counted today, and that wouldn't be coming until the very end of the broadcast. That we ended up getting some of the most iconic shootout footage of all time as well was an unexpected bonus.

David "Skippy" Parsons went first in the second of Glenn Seton's Peter Jackson Sierras, having put in a "remarkable" 2:17.54 on Friday. With nothing to gain he just held it on-line for his lap, no fireworks, and thus pulled out a 2:17.58 – slower than yesterday, but only just.

Win Percy, on the other hand, drove the factory HRT Commodore hard. He used all of the road through Hell Corner, got taily exiting The Cutting, put a wheel in the dirt through Sulman Park and got dangerously close to the wall on the run down to Forrest's Elbow. He'd managed a 2:16.96 on Friday, but for the Shootout all that aggression netted him only a 2:17.73 – also slower than yesterday.

Dick Johnson's lap was somewhere between Skippy's and Percy's: grimly aggressive but not flamboyant, pushing hard and coming close to losing it through McPhillamy. He surprised everyone by taking fifth gear through the Chase instead of leaving it in top, but the result was a 2:16.03 – not only the first 16 of the day, but a second-and-a-half faster than Skippy in a similar car. "Oh, it wasn't too bad..." said the racing driver in the industry-standard monotone, before cycling back to the topic that had really been on his mind all week: the endless series of apparently-random engine failures plaguing his Sierras. It turned out all the TV broadcast equipment stacked around the Mountain had been interfering with the ECU that kept the 2.0-litre turbocharged Cosworth from blowing itself to pieces!

We found our problem that was giving us a lot of problems early in the week, and even yesterday when we detonated another engine. It was the intercooler-type... [the] temperatures were up that high only because the computer said it was, and... [laughs despondently] ...believe it or not, it's your Channel Seven microwaves up there! But in one spot down the straight it gives our computer a false signal, and absolutely puts it on full advance and detonate [sic] an engine. But we've fixed that problem so it should be alright tomorrow.

And then came Peter Brock. He'd done a 2:16.44 on Friday, in a car that was sprung noticeably softer than the works equivalent of Percy. That might've pointed to a less extensive roll cage than the works cars, but it might also have indicated stickier Bridgestone qualifying tyres as well, so who knew really? Peter entered the session with a practice engine fitted, meaning he could afford to blow it up, so of course he was spectacular.

How many times have you seen that lap already? The car leaped over the crests and gave him a huge lose on the ripple strip at McPhillamy, but of course Peter was on top of that in a jiffy and attacked the next turn with his confidence undiminished. Peter absolutely threw 05's tail over the crest at Skyline, and deliberately provoked the back at the Elbow to get it turned in. Another big lose out of the Chase meant the time was compromised however, and the stopwatch told the story: 2:16.07, only barely slower than Johnson. It was only later we found out a silly mistake meant he'd left pit lane with the brake bias set to counter a full fuel tank, not a light qualifying load. What might have been had the car not been set up wrong...

It was appropriate that the man who had to follow that act was Larry Perkins, because it was like that between them this year. Peter's showboating would've meant zilch to him of course, and with a 2:16.02 he'd earned some cred for being the fastest of the Holdens on Friday, faster than either Brocky or Percy. Larry however was running his race engine, so the fireworks would be kept to a minimum. And indeed, despite being fastest so far at the second sector, and running a scorching 277.9km/h through the speed trap on Conrod, his final time was a 2:17.01, nearly a second slower than Brocky. Couldn't resist a dig at the Nissans though: "They're a racing car, not a touring car!"

John Bowe was next, and he was a man rapidly approaching the peak of his powers and, just quietly, was now assuming the mantle of DJR's lead driver: although Dick would heartily dispute that if you were foolish enough to tell him, he was in fact becoming a mere figurehead. Not using Bowe to qualify a car would've been like leaving a cruise missile on the shelf, so even though his name was on the windscreen of the #17, he was now qualifying the #18 car on behalf of Radisich and Shiel. A brisk but unfussed lap produced a 2:15.68 – the first of the 15's, and the fastest so far.

Given DJR'd had Bowe qualify the second Sierra, it's a bit of a mystery why Gibson Motorsport didn't get Jim Richards to qualify their second car as well. Richards being slower than Price sounds about as absurd as Richards not wanting to do it in the first place, so I'm hazarding a guess that Drew Price really, really wanted the job, and Freddo couldn't think of a particularly compelling reason to stop him. Either way, he hit the track with nothing much to prove and produced a "copybook lap", in the judgement of the commentators. The stopwatch agreed: 2:16.30, not earth-shattering for a GT-R driver, but hardly a disgrace either.

There was a brief intermission as Glenn Seton, the fastest non-Godzilla driver of the weekend, headed out for his Shootout lap. He still had the practice engine in it so he could afford to grenade it, and he'd had the fastest Sierra all year long, in defiance of the powerhouse Dick Johnson team. He also had Bridgestone rubber and the disappointment of Sandown to exorcise. 255.9km/h up Mountain Straight was a good start; smooth and deft across the top of the Mountain was a good middle; and 287.4km/h down Conrod Straight was a worthy finale that produced a 2:14.90, the fastest lap yet.

Mark Gibbs hadn't been boasting when he claimed he'd finally got his head around driving the Nissan, and the way he attacked his shootout lap showed proved it, with a nice little slide coming out of The Cutting. 256km/h up Mountain Straight was a little quicker than Seton, but Mountain Straight was a power straight, and the Nissan had more power. 285 down Conrod told the story, as Conrod was an aero straight, and the Nissan's aero was one of the few weaknesses in its game. 2:13.88 was his final time – the first of the 13's and, as it turned out, the last.

Because Mark Skaife was next, and he was not here to play silly buggers: he and his team were here to chew bubblegum and break records, and they were all out of bubblegum. "Mark's fast, fit and aggressive and he's done a lot of miles in the car," said Neil Crompton of his career rival, and sure enough, the lap was simply sublime. No undue aggression, just brilliantly controlled: 258km/h made him the fastest man up Mountain Straight; 293 made him the fastest back down Conrod as well. The final time was a staggering 2:12.63, not only the fastest time of the day thereby securing him pole position, but a lap that would stand forever as the fastest lap a Group A touring car would ever do at Bathurst.

Despite that, Skaife was his usual understating self when they stuck a microphone in his window: "It was a pretty good lap," he said. "I got bit untidy in a couple of spots, but that is about as good as we could do." Similarly, there were no premature celebrations at Gibson Motorsport. After all, they'd been here twice before, in 1984 and '86, and both times they'd gone home disappointed. This time they wouldn't be punching out until the job was done. To whit, complete crossmember assemblies, engine, gearbox, driveshafts and uprights for the front and rear had been bedded-in at Calder Park prior to Bathurst. These had been pulled out for practice and qualifying, and were now being re-installed on Saturday night for the race.

It was a major, major effort, but the time that we saved with the guys not having to work all night preparing cars was a big advantage. I can clearly remember Fred being concerned that the team was sitting around having dinner on the Saturday night at around 7:30pm and him saying that in all his years at Bathurst we seemed a bit too organised. – Alan Heaphy, Auto Action #1787

Qualifying was over. The race started tomorrow.

Monday 4 October 2021

Big Red Car: the (Don't?) Drink Drive Sandown 500

Yes, the annual Sandown enduro went to a Nissan GT-R – this was 1991, after all – but unlike the ATCC, this one wasn't a foregone conclusion. Two-time winner Glenn Seton made the Nissan side work for their win, and in the end it was all settled like my relationships – with a sudden and catastrophic breakdown.


Mo' Money (Would Solve) Mo' Problems
Ask and ye shall receive! Last year I complained about the lack of available race footage for historic Sandown 500s. Lo and behold, a year later I've found a couple of juicy YouTube channels offering just that... for upcoming Sandowns, at least. The Group A era remains under-represented, but compared to where we were a year ago it's an embarrassment of riches.

Then there's this race, which only seems to exist now as a one-hour highlights reel. That's not a reflection on our archivists, though: I get the impression it was only ever a one-hour highlights reel at the time as well. Without a deal with Channel Seven, the once-mighty Sandown enduro had just kind of fallen through the cracks between the ATCC and Bathurst, leaving it without a full broadcast, even a delayed one: I understand the footage below was only played on the ABC, a week after the event, late at night when absolutely no-one was awake to see it.

Continuing the theme from last year, the race this year was dubbed the "Drink Drive 500", with only a big red "X" signifying that drink-driving was something they were discouraging, not promoting. It was less clumsy than last year's ".05 500", but such noble causes weren't exactly lucrative, so without corporate backing you could take it as read that Sandown was once again chronically short of prize money.

That would rather explain the other standout feature of the 1991 race: the catastrophically short grid. I know I keep banging on about this, but it's kind of the theme for the year, and it really is remarkable. Only sixteen pit garages were filled when the weekend began – just eleven teams! – and only fifteen cars were able to take starter's orders on Sunday.

  • Perkins Engineering entered two Mobil VN Commodores: the #11 for Larry and his Bathurst co-driver Tomas Mezera; and the usual #05 for Peter Brock and his old partner in crime, Andrew Miedecke.
  • The Holden Racing Team entered Bathurst champs Win Percy and Allan Grice in the #16 (chassis HRT 026), but also debuted a second car, the #7 in the hands of Neil Crompton and Brad Jones. This car – either HRT 027, or Dencar 04, depending on how you wanted to count it – was the team's second VN, and was destined to earn the nickname "Elvis" for all the hits it would have. Unlike the Mobil cars, which were on "62-compound" Bridgestone tyres, the HRT cars ran on "29-compound" Dunlops.
  • Tony Longhurst Racing were represented by a single car, which ironically wasn't for Tony himself. Alan Jones was here in the #25 Benson & Hedges M3, ready to blood his Bathurst co-driver Peter Fitzgerald – a Group E Production racer who'd won that year's James Hardie 12-Hour sharing a Supra Turbo with Allan Grice and Nigel Arkell.
  • Glenn Seton Racing was likewise represented by just a single car, Glenn teaming up with former Moffat hireling Gregg Hansford, who at this point could be considered a safe pair of hands for the #30 Peter Jackson Sierra.
  • Also featured was the two-car Car-Trek Racing team, a Melbourne local outfit that would survive well into the V8 era, who were basically having a hit at the biggest race in their postcode. The team consisted of a pair of Walkinshaw Commodores, the #15 for Bob Jones & Ed Lamont, and the #31 of Peter Hudson & Ian Carrig.
  • Of the privateers: Kevin Waldock entered his usual Playscape Racing Sierra with co-driving from Brett Peters. He had a scramble on Sunday when he split a bore in the Sunday morning warm-up, forcing his team to change the engine ahead of the race. Fellow privateer Daryl Hendrick made an appearance in his #26 Gemspares Walky, with co-driving from John White. And poor Bryan Sala completed the privateer trio, sharing his #50 Tyrepower Sierra with Graham Lusty, but then ended up the event's sole DNS when he blew an engine on Saturday. The team were forced to withdraw as they had no spare.
  • Bob Holden Motors, the Toyota dealership owned by long-time racer and 1966 Bathurst winner Bob Holden, entered a pair of Toyota Strollers in the small-car class: the #76 FX-GT hatchback for Mike Conway & Calvin Gardner; and the #77 AE86 coupé for Dennis Rogers and Bob himself.
  • Their rivals in the class were both privateers: Geoff Full was sharing his #78 Speedtech eight-six with a very young Paul Morris ("The Dude" came much later); and Ron Searle was paired up with Don Griffiths in a newer AE92 Levin hatchback. These latter two were both Formula Ford drivers being given a chance by former Toyota works driver and professional open-wheel racer, John Smith.

Basically, without a good TV deal there wasn't much incentive for the sponsors to pay for a grinding race of attrition, so several big names elected not to bother. The conspicuous no-shows were Dick Johnson Racing, who had a very expensive car in the Ford Sierra RS500, and (presumably), a sponsor in Shell who were quietly informing them that the recession was hitting their bottom line and they wouldn't be able to provide as much support as originally promised. With a fruitless engine development programme that had eaten a good chunk of the budget early in the year, Dick had seemingly weighed the pros and cons of Sandown and decided, "Yeah, nah."

Ditto Gibson Motorsport, which was rather more egregious when "home" for them was only a few kilometres away in South Dandenong, not in far-off Queensland. But their absence was more understandable when you considered the fifteenth and last car on the entry list, the #4 GIO Skyline of customer team Bob Forbes Racing. You know how a parent will take the training wheels off their child's bicycle, but then still follow them around, ready to catch them if they lost balance? That's basically what Gibson were doing this weekend. Their BFFs at BFR were getting some valuable experience running the car at an endurance race, and although I don't know how many Gibson team personnel were on hand to assist, Mark Skaife was certainly there. For the race itself he would be in the commentary box, sure, but in the practice sessions he certainly would've been on hand to dispense advice as needed. With Bob Forbes Racing and their drivers Mark Gibbs & Rohan Onslow on the grid, Fred Gibson had basically outsourced the weekend to his customers.

It would prove a sound investment.


We Travel Near & We Travel Far
Peter Brock got a lot of headlines for how he always found another gear at Bathurst, but I think he deserves a bit more attention for his efforts at Sandown as well. His nine-times King of the Mountain title is matched by a record nine wins at Sandown, after all, including an incredible seven in a row from 1975 to 1981. Like Bathurst, something about Sandown got Peter excited and he just seemed to try harder, witness last year's cross-entry shenanigans that ended with him finishing both 2nd and 4th. In many ways Brocky was the real star of Sandown '91, even if this time he wouldn't gain a result...

As last year's winner, Glenn Seton arrived full of confidence and promptly stuck the Peter Jackson Sierra on pole, putting in a lap of 1:14.17. That was better than half-a-second faster than Gibbs in the GT-R, who'd only managed a 1:14.66, but there could've been any number of reasons for that. The days were gone when Sandown was just a pair of drag strips separated by a hairpin and the pit straight, but the straights were still very long and the drag on the GT-R was still considerable. Mitigating that was the revelation from Skaife that the GT-R now had its longed-for water-cooled brake package, which was able to knock 30-40 degrees off the brake temps. Bob Forbes had mentioned that the 30-litre water reservoir ran out about six or seven laps before the end of a stint, but Skaife had something to say about that, commenting:

Yes, we can change the jet size to determine how much water is sprayed on the brakes. So, at this particular place, we've decided to run a reasonably big jet to control the temperature of the brakes all the way through the run and not to worry about it too much toward the end.

Nevertheless, playing the GT-R's acceleration against the terminal velocity of the Sierra would be a major part of the strategy. Tyre life would be key for all parties, with Gibbs on Dunlops but Seton, from memory, on Yokohamas. And qualifying, as they say, is not the race: Seton was willing to reveal that his race plan was to have two stops, with a brake pad change at the second (he hadn't needed one last year, but this year they were going faster). Gregg Hansford would take the middle stint of maybe 60 laps, with Seton handling the start and the finish.

When the green flag waved, Gibbs of course got off the line like a rocket but Seton bogged down, losing out not only to the red GT-R but also the two Mobil Commodores of Brock and Perkins, who had naturally-aspirated V8 grunt and something to prove. Seton arrived in the first corner only 4th, and would have to dig his way back out again.

While Perkins did his best to hold off Seton, Peter in 2nd drove like he was on a mission to inch up on Gibbs, which was amusing in light of his pre-race comments:

Tactics? You've got to get into a groove around here. You've got to stroke the car along. And you've got to try not to miss gears, squeeze your foot on the brakes, those sorts of things. In other words, run to a plan and try not to let others upset you. It's very easy to get upset and to start chasing, or be a little lazy.

So now of course the red mist had descended and he was now doing no such thing: he was very definitely chasing Mark Gibbs! That said, it wasn't for nought as on lap 11 Brock slipped underneath Gibbs at the Causeway and assumed the lead. It had been an awfully long time since a Holden had led a race on merit, but if anyone was going to pull that particular rabbit out of the hat, it was always going to be Peter. Gibbs, for his part, used the slipstream to inch back up on 05, but Peter gave him a warning swerve before Turn 1, and young Mark backed out of it. Not the sort of behaviour you typically saw from Peter, but it seemed he wanted this one, and knew his only chance was to blunt the GT-R's advantage in traction by sitting in front and holding him up. Or perhaps he knew – none better – that his Bridgestones weren't going to last, so it was best to make a break early.

Typically, though, Larry Perkins was having the opposite kind of day. On lap 14 he returned to the pits to deal with the smoke pouring from his engine bay. The mechanics were in a tizzy trying to sort it out, but it seemed there was a fire at the back of the engine! This was promptly extinguished and Larry was dropped and sent back out, but he'd lost 66 seconds in the process – nearly a whole lap. Pitlane reporter John Smailes revealed the cause had been oil from a breather pipe leaking onto his exhaust pipe – nothing mechanically wrong, but not something that could be ignored either.


As if to prove the gods of Holden reserved all their love for Brocky, while that was going on the second factory HRT also hummed into the pits for some attention. Neil Crompton had bent a steering arm on the ripple strips and could no longer steer it properly, and it took the mechanics nearly two minutes to beat it back into shape. It was already looking like an iffy day for the Holdens.

Back out on track, the race went on without them. From the commentary box, Skaife revealed that his old mate Seton had just passed Gibbs' GIO Nissan in a bold move over the top of the hill. That moved Seton up to 2nd place, but also revealed the GT-R was struggling at a worryingly early stage of the race. Not to be rude, but some of that was the driver – the body language of the car revealed Gibbs still wasn't completely confident of his new ride, as he just wasn't driving it as hard as Richards or Skaife – but it soon emerged there were more basic problems as well. On lap 21, Brocky gave a quick in-car interview and revealed that he'd been able to assume the lead because the GT-R was running out of brakes. Not too much later, on lap 25, Win Percy passed Gibbs as well and seemingly confirmed that hypothesis – HRT's Bathurst-winning carbon-metallic brakes were a key part of their package. But the real issue (which wouldn't come to light until late in the race), was that the GIO car had lost second gear, and Gibbs was learning how best to do without it – a bit of a handicap when second was just the gear you wanted for the squared-off 90-degree turns that made up the majority of the lap. The torque of the GT-R meant third would do the job, but it would mean losing a couple of hundredths or tenths at every turn, and over the course of 500 kilometres those would add up...

Of course, Peter was soon having trouble of his own. He came in for a pit stop at the end of lap 34, which was too early to be planned: relief driver Andrew Miedecke wasn't ready, and while most of the mechanics did the routine jobs of refuelling and replacing the wheels, a couple stuck their heads under to look at rear underside of 05. Something was wrong with the car, and Peter had done his usual trick of putting someone else behind the wheel before it could fail. That said, Peter did front up to the cameras and to let us know a brake clevis pin had fallen out, leaving him with brakes on the rear wheels only. The car was stationary for more than 20 minutes, effectively dialling 05 out of the race.

It's a piece of threaded rod that connects the front and rear master cylinders – we run separate master cylinders on these cars – with the brake pushrod. So when I put my foot on the brakes at the end of the main straight, it actually snapped – you can see the area there that was broken – snapped that bar, and gave me a little bit of rear brake as I went into the corner. So I didn't run off the road, but it was very dicey there for a minute. I've never seen one break in my life. None of us have, we're all sitting here stunned, amazement, going, “How could that break?”


Peter's brake failure finally put polesitter Seton back at the front, but he wasn't having an easy time of it either. By lap 45 he was being held up by Kevin Waldock, who was ignoring the blue flags and failing to wave him through. Waldock had been back to the pits a couple of times and was now multiple laps down, so he really had no business racing the leaders, but red mist is red mist I suppose.

Seto drove his hardest, and so led the race from lap 34 to 61, when he made the first of his scheduled pit stops. He seemingly had endurance on his side, as by the time he headed for pit lane, his main rivals Percy and Gibbs had already been in ahead of him. Gibbs had pulled in for fuel, tyres and a top-up to the brake reservoir, while Percy had handed over the #16 to Grice in a brisk 18-second stop from the HRT mechanics. Seton's stop was slower than that, mostly because – in defiance of their pre-race plans – they had to change the brake pads at the first stop, a sure sign the pace was hotter than expected. Hansford got in for his stint and the car was released after sitting still for 49.42 seconds. Overall the pit cycle put Gibbs back in the lead, but with a question mark over his brakes – could they hold out against the Sierra's fresh pads?

Well, Gibbs got a breather when the Pace Car came out on lap 56, deployed to control the field while the crashed Car-Trek Walky of Hudson & Carrig was cleaned up. Despite the mechanical issues for everyone else, that was actually the first DNF of the race, but one Pace Car leads to another, as they say. At the restart, turbo lag caught Kevin Waldock napping and he lost the rear of his Playscape Sierra at Peters Corner, thankfully without serious damage. Allan Grice made the most of it and out-braked Gibbs at the hairpin to assume the lead, sending the Holden fans in the grandstands into raptures, and he was soon followed by Peter Brock (now driving Larry Perkins' #11 car thanks to his usual cross-entry shenanigans). That sparked another Holden-on-Holden battle between these long-standing rivals (that Peter was actually a lap down and only 5th changed nothing), and their intense panel-beating battle was finally settled when Brock muscled Grice aside, letting Miedecke (in the 05, which was many laps down) slip through as well. As if things couldn't get worse for HRT, Grice soon radioed the pits to tell them that, like Gibbs, he'd lost second gear!

With Grice missing a cog and Seton out of sequence after his pit stop, it was only a matter of time until the GIO car was back in the lead. By lap 100, sure enough, there it was... by a whopping 24 seconds! The question of Grice's factory car was settled on lap 101 when he pulled over just past the pit exit with a box full of neutrals, and Peter immediately joined him with smoke billowing from the rival Mobil Commodore, a catastrophic engine failure having ended the #11's day as well. Ironically, the 05 car that Peter had started the day in and which had broken a clevis pin was still running, although purely to give seat time to the co-drivers Miedecke and Mezera. So the Holdens that had been running 2nd and 4th were now both DNFs.

That triggered another Pace Car intervention, and Mark Gibbs and the Bob Forbes team grabbed it with both hands. By now Gibbs had been in the car for nearly two-and-a-half hours, driving a marathon double-stint to try and make a gap, but it had all been worth it for this moment: the team could refuel, fit new Dunlops, change the brake pads and top up all the fluids at minimal penalty while the field was slowed up under yellow. Rohan Onslow would be put in the driver's seat and sent back out with a fat, fresh and fuelled-up GT-R under him. As such the stop was a long one, stagnant for 1 minute and 49 seconds, a period of tension but not panic. The stop dropped them back to P2, but that wasn't crippling when Hansford ahead of them had yet to stop. 

Even better, by the time the race went back to green, Hansford had developed a misfire as well. The Sierra's only ace was sheer top-end speed, so without that it wasn't long before Onslow caught up and soon he and Hansford were running nose-to-tail like a freight train. And it was the Seton team that blinked, ordering Hansford back to the pits for his final scheduled stop. This time it was fuel, tyres and a driver change only, no pads: Seton took his car back knowing he'd have to drive the stint of his life to win this one. The 37 seconds spent on the apron gave him the gap to make up, and then he was released and rejoined like a thunderclap. By lap 120 he was into 2nd place with only Onslow ahead of him in the GT-R... but paddock buzz now said the GT-R would have to make another stop to reach the finish, and the Sierra would not. This wasn't yet over.

We hadn't really seen much of the yellow BMW today, the sole entry in the Goldilocks class, but that was hardly surprising for an underpowered car at the Home of Horsepower. Nevertheless, Frank Gardner seemingly found a way to get his sponsors on the telly: late in the race, the M3 Evo came into the pits for an unscheduled stop, its driver Alan Jones alighting to tell the microphones the car had lost its rear anti-roll bar on the very first lap, leaving it understeering like a pig. That, he guessed, had been costing them up to a second a lap, so just being as high up the order as they were was a hell of an achievement under the circumstances. In the end, the team demonstrated the value of survival in an endurance race: they had two stops with electrical dramas that required fitting at least one new battery, and a late-race pit stop to check the battery cost them another 2 minutes and 45 seconds. Even so, they lost not a single placing because of it: they came in 2nd, and they rejoined still in 2nd!

And then, out of nowhere, the #7 Commodore of Brad Jones virtually exploded in mid-song, the exhaust pipes going from zero to pumping thick white smoke into the air in a heartbeat. Brad and Neil had done a splendid job of driving Elvis into an impressive 3rd place – the first serious placing for HRT's junior car – only to cop another Holden engine failure in a race littered with them. Ironically, the only VN now running was Peter's 05 that had stopped first with a broken clevis pin, but that wouldn't last either. Repeating tragedy as farce, Peter pulled over in 05 with yet more oil smoke pouring from it: another ruined engine. Peter had been at the wheel for three of the team's two car failures this day! In fact, by the end of the day, Holden were on one for seven in finishes.

With 20 laps to go and a 34-second lead over Seton, Bob Forbes got on the radio and instructed Onslow to drop the revs by a thousand and drive an economy run to the flag: if they pitted all was lost anyway, so they might as well risk it by staying out and hope Seton couldn't quite catch up in the remaining laps. But as it turned out, their worst fears never came to pass. With 146 of 161 laps completed, that mysterious little misfire in the pretty blue Sierra came back with a vengeance, and reached deep into the engine's heart and stopped it stone dead. The number 30 was seen heading slowly up the back straight, its lack of pace visible, its lack of engine audible. Poor Glenn couldn't even make it back to pit lane, pulling over just past the Causeway, his hopes crushed almost within sight of the flag.


Not that the Bob Forbes team minded! Onslow finished the last few laps and so ended his day in 1st place, a massive six laps ahead of P2 (incredibly, the BMW of Alan Jones and Peter Fitzgerald). In their second race with a new car, Bob Forbes Racing had taken Australia's bronze medal, albeit against fairly thin opposition. Best of all, Mark Gibbs had finally taken a major scalp: he'd had been in the game a while but so far his biggest achievements had been in Group E Production car racing, taking the title in 1986 and the Winton 300 enduro in 1987 and '89. Sandown was a different deal altogether, and mechanical issues aside, they'd shown that the GT-R could indeed last the distance in an endurance race.

So with that done, the touring car regulars packed up their gear and turned their attention to the only race that mattered – Bathurst.