Never been a "petrol-head". Often went without a car, there are buses and when younger bikes. My car story, approx. never kept diaries. 1959, Morris 10/4,right nail! never got the steering sorted, we were going to go down to Woolacombe, but three teenagers hired an A40 from a place in Northfield instead, I'd passed my test three days before. Up Porlock and Lynmouth Hills, cars really did go up backwards to use the lower gear. Next was a Wolseley NF, loved that car, used it as a team-bus for a boys soccer team from Balsall Heath to Daisy Farm. Starter motor used to jam but I could get it off and back on in minutes. Bought it because I was getting too wet walking home from Solihull to Garretts Green. Still had it in'63 to go to "OldBrummies" farewell party when he went to Aussie. By now I was driving BFBC Land Rovers, monthly trips to Snowdonia etc. annual trips to Pyrenees and the like. Was invited to take a trip to Abu Simbul but opted out. Then I had a 100/4 Healey, road-trip to Athens. Use to take it down to Rissington in Cotswolds to drive on an old airfield. Nothing of note since, a couple of Lada Rivas could get, hay in the back. A couple of years ago got treated to a "red letter" day driving Aston Martin DB8 and a Porsche.