I don't think he was responsible for the burnt rubber!
Next up was a chance to play at being James Bond as he took to the wheel of an Aston Martin Vantage.
And finally he was allowed out on his own in a little Formula Renault.
I don't think the Stig has got anything to worry about just yet! And me... well I was just happy to watch with my bag of knitting at my side.
We finished off a lovely day with dinner at the village pub when we got home... a perfect day if I hadn't managed to fall flat on my face on the pavement on the way out! I was lucky to escape with only grazed hands and knees and a few bruises... I know I'll take more water with it next time!