Just like Mama's, complete with tennis-elbow-inducing driving position.

A little bit of an indulgence as well as the source of all that car trouble - right from the moment when I was three and knew every car on the road (the moment, my Mother says, that they figured I might be quite bright: thanks, Mum, but surely only an indicator of good memory, now sadly deteriorating…!). But if you like cars, you’ll enjoy this, I hope. If you don’t, you won’t.

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