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How we saved the fireball worlds This August my brother Tim and I attended the 2005 World Fireball Championship in
 

Summary: How we saved the fireball worlds
This August my brother Tim and I attended the 2005 World Fireball Championship in
Teignmouth, Devon.
Initially things did not go quite according to plan. We had left Newhaven at the insane
hour of 6 a.m. in order to beat the traffic that was sure to develop on the way to
Teignmouth. All was going swimmingly until, just past Wimbourne on the A31, a
suspicious sound came from the engine of Julia's Land Cruiser and then there was a cry
from Tim, "I have no control!". The timing belt had gone, and we knew this, not because
of any uncanny ability with engines, but because a red light appeared on the dashboard
saying "Timing Belt". We looked for a layby but all we could see were walls and just
came to a gentle stop in the middle of the A31. I called the AA immediately and was told
someone would come in a hour or so. An hour! By that time the Mother of all traffic jams
would tailing back all the way though the New Forest. Already there was a sizeable
queue developing. Then, amazingly, a car that overtook us stopped, bucking the trend of
screaming on by hooting irritatedly. They were towing a fireball! Fellow fireballers had
come to our aid. I felt a deep empathy to all fireball sailors, all over the world. They
unhooked their boat in a farm a few hundred yards down the road and came back to tow
us down to the farm layby. What a relief to get off the A31. They were Nick and Caro.
Friends already. We agonisingly went all the way back to Chichester, courtesy of the AA,
to pick up Tim's old Daihatsu Jeep and then spend the next 6 hours attempting to avoid

  

Source: Adams, Paul R. - Department of Neurobiology and Behavior, SUNY at Stony Brook

 

Collections: Biology and Medicine