Bloody inconsiderate RR drivers. You will not believe what I saw yesterday!
There was a man driving a smart looking P38, 2.5D in green, the same as mine, through Weymouth without a care in the world. The ride height looked good, he was confident enough to have brought his wife with him rather than leaving her somewhere else with a back up car. He must have driven for a mile or more to get there!
The bare faced affrontery!
I wasn’t actually affronted at the time, I was just admiring of a nice well kept RR.
Of course, at that moment I also thought my own was a working drivable RR. It was not until later when I had loaded the boot with all the paraphernalia of a picnic for 4, got 2 friends and our dog in the back seat and tried to rise from access to normal drive height that I discovered I was sadly mistaken!
Bloody Range Rovers - who’d have em?