Bathurst isn't bathurst without the big V8's careening towards something the size of a ford escort or toyota corolla. Those little mobile chicanes made the racing much more interesting, and dangerous/exciting.

And then there was the year some dill drove a stock standard volvo around on stock standard radials just to prove it could go the distance. That was hilarious (for about a lap). Alan Moffit was shooting flames out of every orifice whenever he spoke about it