Each evening, there is a breathtaking display on Brighton seafront.

As the light fades, they swarm in from inland, wheeling and diving. Standing on the terraces, one is treated to a spectacle of unimagined skill and stunning artistry - how they don't fly into each other is a mystery. And with current plans, we all wonder how long they will continue to entertain us.

I speak, of course, of the boy-racers who thrash their supercharged Escorts and Fiestas up and down Madeira Drive but whose very existence is threatened by the proposed gates.

-Brian Snow, Margaret Street, Brighton