I am starting to think that my car is smarter than I am.
I would never have noticed that broken alternator mount if I hadn't had the oil pump problem & it would've either have failed or thrown the fan belt in the middle of nowhere. Broken alternator mounts don't have a red light so the car had the conjure up a problem that did have a warning light for to get my attention.
Or it could've been a coincidence.
But this track day was part of a series I don't usually do so missing it had no consequence. If it had been the Intermarque series at Manfeild I would've lost club points.
So I've just spent a day working round the house when I should've been ripping up the asphalt and instead of feeling bitter I had to conceed I really was being more usefully employed getting the house ready for the sale. I did over the garden, fixed a light fitting & then cleaned up the garage. Finally as a gesture of forgiveness, considering I was pretty pissed I was yesterday afternoon, I washed the 7.
Never say die. At least not while you're still breathing.