I’ve always been into cars.
At school I used to sit in the library at lunch time and read car magazines, getting up to speed with all the latest models and ogling over the classics. Once I got my license to drive, I dove straight into the deep end of sought after machinery, utilizing my hard-earned military money to buy a 1970 MGB GT (British mustard with wire spoke wheels). This would be my first car and the one I drove the length of New Zealand in as after a year I left the Airforce Base for a new home in Burnham Camp in Christchurch. I nearly blew up Taupo on the way as she had a leaking fuel tank and after parking her on a slope, I left to have lunch only to return 30 minutes later to two fire trucks and the street closed off. “What’s going on here?” I asked.
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