You're right, Ned. It didn't take me long to realise that, in fact, I had a lucky escape.
Which reminds me of my incredible luck back in (I think) 1965. I raced at Cadwell Park on a Saturday, then drove to Snetterton to race on Sunday. At Snett I discovered I had left my leathers at Cadwell, so I started walking around the paddock asking if anyone had a spare set they could lend me. After receiving quite a number of sympathetic head shakes, I found someone who said, "You're in luck! We were last to leave Cadwell, last night, and saw that someone had left a set of leathers in the changing room, so we brought them with us!"
I do get more than my fair share of good luck.