I have just re-read All Arms and Elbows, by Innes Ireland, which I first read more than 40 years ago and it is just as I remembered it – honest, funny, full of interesting insights and anecdotes and scary descriptions of huge accidents; and, alas, rather craply edited. The last two chapters are a bitter tirade about how commercialized top-level motor racing has become, how the drivers no longer have any character, how they are more interested in financial rewards than sport, how useless the administrators are, etc. The book was written, or rather dictated, in 1966!
