Guy’s ban ends in time for summer. By June, he’ll be back on the road. Probably with a new engine idea and a fresh set of tires.
He’s already said he’ll “take it on the chin.” No moaning. No appeals. That’s the mark of a man who knows he was stupid. Respect.
So here’s to Guy Martin: banned, but not broken. Speedy, but now grounded. For six months, he’s just a regular bloke who can’t drive. And that’s weirdly adorable.
If you see him hitchhiking, give him a lift. Just don’t let him near the steering wheel. He’s on probation.
