
I first met Tut at a KH trackday organised by MMC (whatever happened to them?) about 3 months after I got the car. I'd only ever been on track for one of the KH race experience days and my history of performance cars was poor, so I was squirrelled away in a corner just listening, nervous about the day ahead. Mid-way through the briefing, as they are talking about overtaking, Tut chimes in with the "yeah, and cars being overtaken, ease off the throttle..." bit, as Alan obviously hadn't got to that part yet. This was in the days when N1 TUT was still running with a K series grenade...
So, we head out to get into the cars and Tut's trooping across to his total shed (barefoot, I then noticed) in that same SIDC jumper and trackies, with a loud shout of "get your roofs off you pussies!!!" at a line of cars that included mine. Duly chastened, I removed my roof....
Out on track, I was keeping out of trouble, staying smooth and letting cars past. First time I see the mad old git, it's through Duffus, sideways, about 3 inches from my rear clam.... All I could see was his wee head poking up above the wheel! Woke me up

The second story is of my first ever road run. 'Twas in Aberdeen and I met Ali and Scotty in Aberdeen itself (managed to stay over with a 'friend') We shot over to Banchory where his Tutness was meeting us - via some basically dirt tracks, which set the scene for the rest of the day...
We're sitting there for some time (tut, strangely, is late) Finally, we hear the burbling of his car as he pulls into the carpark - goes over a speed bump and I hear a stream of expletives from inside the car - given the state of his clam, I'm sure it's not for scraping the paint... He pulls up and we discover that he's only just gone, bought a coffee, sat it in front of the pax seat and driven off. It took until the speed bump before it emptied itself over the interior of the car!!
The run is probably best not described on here, needless to say, it probably cemented my idea of what an SE road run should be and I arrived home with my front clam shotblasted and two blown dampers

So, with those short snippets as a starter (I have more, but some are less savoury) who else has a story of the Barefoot Ninja?