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Race car every time. Never had anything in that league myself but I appreciate the thrill and, I guess, the pose factor.
Years ago I remember having one of those moments that define one's youth. I had a much older friend who was a bit of a player and, I guess, quite a cool dude. The sort of bloke you'd want to be seen with, put it that way.
Anyway, one day he turns up at my parent's house in a Matra Simca Bagheera and asks me if I fancy going for a spin. You bet!
So a quick blast up the Fosseway to the Ciren turn off then back for a pose on the streets of Bath, windows down, Wings blaring out - the epitome of cool. I remember the heads of groups of youths turning and them mouthing the word "BAG-EER-AAH" to one another in awe.
And then I saw her - the girl from my class that I had the hots for but never had the nads to make a move on - stood right there on the corner of Queens Square and as we were inching forward in the Bath traffic I was going to have my moment. And the timing was perfect - just as we drew level with the engine roaring, McCartney belting out the chorus to Jet, our eyes made contact and she saw me in that car with that mate. I can tell you my stock instantly rose to stratospheric levels and a couple of nights later I mustered up the courage to invite her up the Merry Monk and so began that age defining long, hot summer of love. The one, I might add, that all those poor sods of a similar age these days are currently being denied. But I digress.....
Go for the pne with the biggest engine. It'll absorb the shock when you ram it into a drystone wall.
Gratis.
On a serious note, a mate of mine put his XJ6 into a motorway bridge at a rate of knots a few(a lot of) years ago, he swears the only thing that saved him was the big straight six in front of him.
On a serious note, a mate of mine put his XJ6 into a motorway bridge at a rate of knots a few(a lot of) years ago, he swears the only thing that saved him was the big straight six in front of him.
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