Nah, Rutter was in the pits with his feet up. The photographer wanted a few more laps from me. We'd finished cataloguing by this stage, so that run was just for pics. It was some bloody talented youth that passed me, but in my defence he'd been behind me for a while and I did actually want him to come past (so as not to spoil the pictures). Photographers get very upset if you don't get yourself into space which sometimes you can do by passing people, or if you get involved with someone quick then it's easier to roll off for a few bends than suffer the wrath of a snapper who's trudged all the way out to a corner, only to not have any chance of taking clean shots.