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When I first went to Mugello I had to follow the signs to the 'Autodromo', as anything as easy as buying a map would be far too organised.
I went through the small town of Scarperia before being directed right down a small lane that a big van would have no chance of negotiating. 'Can't be right ... the locals have played a game with the signs,' I thought.
The road goes through someone's allotment before up and over another small rise where the road has had its own small cutting made through a coppice of oaks and sycamores. My little Corsa hire car wheezed away through the narrow gap between the trees before its driver had an accident.
The view that hits you as you approach the circuit is breathtaking. The deep green of Tuscan early summer grass countering the yellow and red kerbing that borders the 3.25 mile track was the first thing that hit me.
