Thursday, October 27

Crap motors I have known

Outside resembles a miners’ convention, helmet-lights illuminating the track. Our intrepid Search and Rescue Group engaged on a night-time exercise, support vehicles bringing up the rear. As it happens my Land Rover is in dock this week, and the garage has assigned Gudgeon a go-cart as courtesy vehicle. In comparison to the 1275GT I foolishly acquired many years ago the current reincarnation is even less engaging, and like British Rail, proving to be a waste of space on wet leaves – let alone off-road. On the plus side its engine starts first time and doesn’t cut out in the rain.

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