Mate, it’s a rocket. I drive it every day because it invites me to with a smile. Last night I went driving evening into the night. Ended at a services heck knows where. Had a little comfort break as they say a coffee yum and bought the equipment to clean all the bugs off my screens as I haven’t been washing it in solidarity with social distancing to the max, not even on the street. That dirt is an honour badge to me and my car wears it proudly but, I never out the roof up in transit. I (tell no one) smoked a cigar, listened to music, let the excellent heaters target it me for warmth as I decided and let the engine be itself, and it and I loved it.
This is the only car I’ve ever driven to go nowhere in particular. Work takes me on a 10 hour journey tomorrow and I actually cannot wait. When in transit I drive past a guy who may have my new wing and the client I go to see if half an hour away from another guy who’s got a bumper for me and maybe a new door card. What an engine they make. The body has rotted around it to be replaced but it’s smooth power and sudden thrust at the top end when overtaking is such a pleasure. While they still have rust holding them together I’ll be driving an EOS the rest of my days, especially as I lucked into the matching luggage. Haha. I’d take an electric one, no problem.
Ruddy gorgeous. What car we own. I’m after the tow bar kit, next. Love it.