I think I may be, when it comes to cars, it appears I can become
fond of almoat anything. I am becoming fond of my new, to me, Ford
Capri, [see my other car], & I even developed a fondness for the
1952 Humber Super Snipe I used to tow my Brabham around one year.
Due to life happening, [two pumps dying the same day, an underground
pipe leaking somewhere, my mother sick, buying a car, rebuilding a
greenhouse to keep the cars in, you know how it is], I have had the
7 in a carport, in a good car cover, wrapped up with bungy cord for
a couple of weeks. I've been driving the 8 a bit, & the new Ford
thing.
Well today I decided it was time, & pulled the old girl out. I was
only going 5Km down the road to the local farm supply co, to get
some electric fence stuff, & not thinking of the car, at all.
Just 400 metres down the road, I found myself letting out with a
huge sigh, wriggling my bum further down into the seat, &
thinking, "no wonder I love this car, It's just the nicest thing to
drive, I have ever had". I must never put her away like that again.
What is it like for you blokes, who have to lock your 7s up for
winter? It must be something like rekindling an old love affair,
after all that time.
So, I may be a bit of a car tart, but it's bloody easy to love a 7.
Hasbeen
