If there's a dispute of any kind at Circuit de Barcelona-Cataluña this weekend, it will be nothing compared to what happened down the road at Montjuich Park 40 years ago. I've no hesitation in saying that the weekend of the 1975 Spanish Grand Prix was one of the most terrifying I've ever experienced.
There was trouble from the word go. As we emerged from the Metro near the bottom of the circuit, there was silence -- which was strange because first practice should have been under way. Making our way through the streets and climbing towards the pits and paddock, we could only speculate.