(Motorsport-Total.com) – Perry McCarthy is considered one of the unluckiest drivers in Formula 1 history – although he never participated in a Formula 1 race. The Briton tried several times to qualify for a Grand Prix, but he had to overcome arguably the most difficult circumstances any driver has ever faced. Because essentially, his team seemed to be working against him.
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McCarthy joined the Andrea Moda team in 1992, which is considered one of the worst racing stables in history. For a brief classification: The team had fired its two regular drivers after the first two races because they had criticized the preparation – Andrea Moda had not been able to participate in any of these races at all.
So McCarthy, who had made a name for himself as a sports car driver in the USA after starting in the usual junior formulas, received a call. He was to become one of the new regular drivers alongside Roberto Moreno.
But even at the next race in Brazil, his car was not ready, so the Briton could not drive a single meter. In Spain, however, McCarthy’s big chance for his first Formula 1 appearance was supposed to come. First, however, there was pre-qualifying on Friday, which was about whether one would even be admitted to qualifying.
No finished car, no luxury hotel
The day before, however, the car was once again not ready, so McCarthy had doubts whether he could really go out on track at 8 am. “I waited and waited and waited, and it got to 10:30 pm. I thought to myself: ‘Goodness me, I’m supposed to be on track at 8 am tomorrow. I need to get back to the hotel soon,'” he recalls in the podcast Beyond the Grid.
Team owner Andrea Sassetti, actually a shoe designer who had bought the team from Coloni, finally agreed that McCarthy would be driven across Barcelona to the hotel.
“Anyway, I pulled up to my luxury accommodation – I’m a Formula 1 superstar now, you understand,” he says. “So I arrive at my hotel expecting wonders and riches, open the door, and the room I was supposed to stay in had about seven beds. So me and the whole team were staying in the same room. I had to laugh.”
But at that moment, he didn’t care at all. McCarthy lay down, and gradually the rest of the team also arrived at the hotel. “I thought to myself: ‘I’ll drive with the team tomorrow morning.'”
But when he woke up in the morning, he was greatly surprised: No one was there anymore.
At full speed through Barcelona
“I called down to reception and asked: ‘What time is it?’ They said: ‘Half past seven.’ And I was supposed to be on track at 8 o’clock, didn’t know where I was, and washed and dressed faster than Superman, believe me,” he describes.
“I ran down the stairs, in complete panic. How professional am I really? At my first Grand Prix, I don’t even show up. Everything goes wrong. I stand there thinking: ‘Oh my God, how do I get a car? How do I get a car?’ Nobody helped me.”
At that moment, Sassetti’s brother, who had just come from a nightclub, came in and took McCarthy to the track – and in a special way. “They chose the wrong driver; they should have signed him,” McCarthy says. “The guy was insane. We sped at full throttle across Barcelona. Through red lights, over everything, bam – we stopped in front of the paddock.”
“I ran through the paddock, straight to the back of the truck, changed, ran down,” the then Andrea Moda driver continues. At exactly eight o’clock he was in the garage. “My heart was beating at 200 beats per minute. I jumped into the car, got strapped in and everything.” And then? Nothing.
A lot of drama for … nothing.
“They couldn’t get the car started,” he says. “So they sprayed huge amounts of starting fluid into the airbox. Loads, loads, loads,” the Briton says. “It was so much that when the engine started, all that stuff in the airbox ignited. A tunnel of light from flames shot out around my head and the cockpit.”
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“They then threw blankets over me to put out the fire. Then they lifted the blankets off, got the engine running and said: ‘Okay, drive off.'”
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In retrospect, McCarthy describes his first Formula 1 adventure as his own version of Home Alone. “I almost died in several accidents across Barcelona to be there on time. Then I was in the car, they almost burned me, and now it was time to go out and try to qualify for my first Grand Prix ever.”
“I rolled out of the garage, got to the [pit exit] line. I tried to calm down. My heart was fluttering like a wild engine. And they said: ‘Go.’ I drove over the line, the engine died, the car rolled out and stopped – that was it.”
“I got out of the car and just stared at it. I remember looking up and a part of me just laughed and thought: ‘I just can’t believe this.'”
At least one record …
McCarthy had always told himself beforehand that he would set records once he got into Formula 1. “I told everyone that, and I did,” he laughs. “The shortest attempt ever to qualify for a Grand Prix: I think it was 30 meters.”
Teammate Moreno at least made it three laps before his engine gave up and he was allowed to try again in McCarthy’s car – unsuccessfully. In the end, he was more than eleven seconds off the best time of the session – in a field of six cars that first had to qualify for qualifying.
But that was only the beginning of a true period of suffering for McCarthy in Formula 1, whose car often served as a spare parts warehouse for his teammate and who was sometimes sent out far too late or with wet tires in dry conditions to fulfill contractual obligations.
Andrea Moda was warned by the FIA to give McCarthy a serious chance to qualify, but in Belgium, they installed a damaged steering system that had been removed from Moreno’s car – the Briton narrowly avoided a serious accident at Raidillon. It was to be the last appearance of McCarthy and Andrea Moda in Formula 1: The team was banned.
No regrets for McCarthy
Today, the 65-year-old looks back on it with a laugh. He was never envious of others and does not see himself as a poor guy, as he is often called. “I always believe that things are out there for you to take or not. That’s all,” he says.
“It went wrong. Tough luck. Dust yourself off, get up, move on. And I look back at these insane things myself, start laughing and just think: ‘Oh my God,'” McCarthy says.
At least he and the team are remembered because it was so incredibly bad. “We weren’t just somewhere in 15th or 16th place in the midfield and ended my career that way,” he says.
“For me, it was probably more ‘all or nothing’. I almost think I was destined to either be incredibly successful or to have the career I ultimately had.”
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