So, after what seemed like the longest week ever, Friday rolled round; I got myself a Polo and a Pilot and headed North to collect my new wheels.
Fuel.
Traffic. Lots of traffic.
Escorts.
Industry (Yeah, OK, there was a lot of traffic and nothing to do but hang of the car with my camera and talk cars…)
The car is only two owners from new and both of then were in the RAF. The car actually still lived just down the road from an RAF base. It was weird seeing all the military buildings, training units and families houses…The surroundings were, erm, plush to say the least.
Actual aircraft in real life:
So we made it, check the car over, thew some money about and headed home (with fingers crossed that there was enough petrol in it to make it to the first station we could find).
So what is it then?
Yeah you guessed it: An E30! (I bought the car blind and just hoped that the fact, like the Roadster and the KP, it had “86” in the plate was a good sign..it was!).
I’ve wanted one for ages and the right one came up at the right time…more to follow. A lot more.