• I don't want to think about it because I find it really rather upsetting and it was a wonderful little car. Whilst it weighed more than my M3, it didn't weigh a thing by comparison to cars of today.

    I came into a bend far too hot to find a tractor trying to overtake a combine harvester. My mid-twenties reflexes helped me avoid both, but I ended up in a ditch with the car perched on the only concrete bollard for about ten miles, after it had torn the bottom of the engine off.

    I got out of the car with a very sore neck and claret coming out of my head and went to give the other drivers a mouthful. OB said I was really very lucky, but both drivers of the agricultural vehicles said that I must've entered the bend too quickly. I got three points for speeding and they admitted liability, but my insurance on the M3 doubled.

    Fucking farmers.

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