Autosport caught up with Terry to take a look back at his karting rivalry with Ayrton Senna.
A sweaty late-spring afternoon in northern Italy. The Jesolo kart circuit, not far from Venice. It’s May 1980 and the A-list of karting is assembled for the Champions Cup – the sport’s second most important prize after the world championship title. Ayrton Senna is here, aged 2o, stringy in black leathers, and in his third season of top-flight pro karting. He wants to win. Since blasting into Europe three seasons earlier with the DAP team, as the latest hot-shot Latin from a wealthy family, he has established himself as a staggering talent – speed, ability and future stardom oozing from every pore. But he is not The Man. The Man is team-mate Terry Fullerton. Seven years Senna’s senior, the established ace of the sport. Imperious, aggressive, a master stylist, the karters’ karter. Cock. Of. The. Walk. Showdoum.
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