| 25 cars | |
| Heat 1 | |
|---|---|
| 1st | 173 Vic Ferriday |
| 2nd | 29 George Foulger |
| 3rd | 55A Bill Codling |
| 4th | E16 Trevor Blyth |
| Heat 2 | |
| 1st | E16 Trevor Blyth |
| 2nd | 57 Don Ferriday |
| 3rd | 55A Bill Codling |
| 4th | 29 George Foulger |
| Heat 3 | |
| 1st | 0 Bob Reeve |
| 2nd | 21 Brian Prior |
| 3rd | 75 Eric Howe |
| 4th | 173 Vic Ferriday |
| Hot Rod Stampede | |
| 1st | E16 Trevor Blyth |
| 2nd | 55A Bill Codling |
| 3rd | 75 Eric Howe |
| 4th | 57 Don Ferriday |
| Final | |
| 1st | 0 Bob Reeve |
| 2nd | E16 Trevor Blyth |
Rain before the meeting, occasional rain during the meeting and a grass track made the racing at King's Lynn altogether a treacherous affair for the drivers.
Apart from that, the meeting must have been the strangest ever staged in this country. Only 25 cars turned up to race - necessitating 20 changes to the programme.
Not once did a car turn over, and only once did we see a breakdown truck on the circuit - to lift the luckless Ron Pears off the safety fence.
Many cars drove in all five races, and after more than 60 laps of this circuit, they should certainly know the way in future.
Heat 1 went to Vic Ferriday, who led from the start; George Foulger was second and lodged a protest against the winner, which was over-ruled. CVR Codling and Trevor Blyth filled the minor places.
In the second heat Trevor Blyth began to find his way round, and easily beat Don Ferriday into second place. At 3rd and 4th position were CVR Codling and George Foulger.
The third heat produced much faster racing, with two local boys, Brian Prior and Bob Reeve, showing a clean pair of heels to E Howe of Norwich. Bob Reeve showed superb wheelcraft, and was the only man who looked happy on these very slippery bends. Reeve finished ahead of Prior with Howe third. Fourth position - guess who? - Vic Ferriday.
In the Hot Rod Stampede, Trevor Blyth came back for another win, with CVR Codling second, Howe third, and - guess again - in fourth position, Don Ferriday.
Nineteen cars lined up for the start of the final; after three laps it developed into a battle between Bob Reeve and Trevor Blyth. The two Ferridays both dropped out, Vic without a wheel and Don with his spring loaded bumper hard against his front wheels.
Francis and Woods tanlged iwth the safety fence, and Brian Wenn rolled to a standstill - a performance he'd already given in the first four races. Blyth persued Reeve relentlessly until his front armour came adrift, and then, digging up the grass as he went, he just snatched second place, almost a lap behind the winner.
More cars and more big names could have made this an excellent meeting, but less than 80 miles away Digger Pugh was running a meeting at Brafield.
