“I never found our how he did it, but Andrea Sassetti managed to buy the design of a car that Nick Wirth (later Simtek F1 designer) had done for a potential BMW project. It was two or three years old when he bought it, so the technology was a bit behind, but when they built it up it looked nice. The Judd V10 engine was pretty good – obviously not top dog, but good enough. If it had been run even half decently, we could have qualified for three or four Grands Prix. I’m quite sure of that.”
The other side of the Andrea Moda coin, though, soon became apparent The new team had entered F1 by acquiring the ‘resources’ of the outgoing Italian Coloni team. “Andrea got stitched up there, which was poetic justice really,” remembers McCarthy. “Coloni consisted of a couple of old chassis, one rusty engine, a transporter that looked like an empty meat lorry and a couple of spanners. He paid $2 million for that – no wonder he was bitter and twisted.”
McCarthy says now that the biggest trouble he had with the car was just getting into it. The engines didn’t turn up for the Canadian GP. Neither did the chassis for the French GP. Then Enrico Bertaggia, fired by the team at the beginning of the season for complaining about the non-arrival of the car he’d been signed to drive, reappeared with $1 million of sponsorship money in his pocket. “Max and Bernie wouldn’t let the team change driver again mid-season, so they were stuck with me and they were desperately unhappy about it,” says McCarthy. “After that, they just used my car as spare parts for Roberto Moreno‘s, and they held me back in case something broke on his.” Which it invariably did.
McCarthy didn’t make it out of the pitlane for Spanish GP pre-qualifying bid
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What happened when McCarthy did get going was equally depressing. At Spain he completed four metres under his own power from the pitlane exit during pre-qualifying before the engine cut out. End of Grand Prix debut. At Imola, in pre-qualifying for the San Marino GP, though, he completed seven consecutive laps. Progress, of a sort…
“There was no windshield, and they refused to make one. The buffeting I took was unbelievable. And I didn’t have a proper seat; I was hanging from the straps and bouncing around in the cockpit. And then there was the steering. You didn’t turn the wheel, you just had to press it on one side or the other.” After seven laps the clutch went, the diff was going and another pre-qualifying session was over with McCarthy’s name at the bottom of the list.
There was little comfort in the back-up, though perhaps one shouldn’t take too seriously McCarthy’s assertion that one of his mechanics had been the Minardi team chef the year before. “You’d come in and talk to him about understeer, and he’d say, `I dunno about understeer, but I gotta lovely pasta for your lunch’. Unbelievable. This was the only car that could spin off on its own bolognese.”