When it comes to cars laying down laps of Silverstone, my observations led to conclude that there seems to be an inverse scale at work - the more enjoyable for the drivers, the less spectacular the viewing for everyone else.

Watching people swap paint whilst simultaneously burning off a grand’s worth of rubber and then crawl back to the pits on bare rims ranks quite highly on the excitement scale, but as a pro drifter or touring car driver the huge pressure to perform probably saps most of the enjoyment out of what is in effect a day job.

Switch to a track day though and the whole situation transposes - huge grins abound for those participating, freedom from the limitations and imperfections of the road, but a certain lack of engagement for the observers.

That’s not to say that the day was totally devoid of theatrics. A Mk2 Escort is always going to be entertaining to watch, as is a stock hatch spec Fiesta lifting a rear wheel at each corner.