Just over two weeks before we fly to France, and I find myself with a leg in plaster and on crutches! That will teach me for dropping vintage car parts on my foot, and then walking on it for 2 weeks before getting it checked out!
Turns out I have broken my foot in three places, and possible nerve damage. The experts are working frantically to make sure I am walking freely by the 11th, when I have a plane to catch, but it will be a close thing. I only have another 4000km to drive in the 3 weeks after the race, so I think I will be eating painkillers like peppermints.
What a dumb sh*t!!!