When I lived in Devon I was lucky enough to know a guy who owned a Morgan and an AC Cobra. We used to 'pose it' cruising round the towns in South Devon. I loved the Cobra but he worshipped his Morgan and eventually sold his Cobra and moved to a house he bought in France with his Morgan.
Both cars IMO were cars with style and character unlike most of the crap on the roads these day.
Mind you, in those days, driving or biking was a pleasure. Sundays in my youth (11 or 12) were Church, Pub (outside with a gill and a bag of crisps), Sunday lunch and then a trip out in the motor. Usually with Grannie in the back
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RICHARD OF LOXLEY
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