We test-drove small turbodiesel cars yesterday and today.
Yesterday, the car we drove was an easy-driving car with decent performance. Today, we drove a car that took me back to my youth of hanging around with Rally Car Clubs, and to my beloved first car I actually owned, a Ford Escort MkII that cornered like a dream.
My dearly beloved never knew me while I owned that car.
Today, I might just have had a leetle bit too much fun on the test-drive. I didn’t quite give him, or the nice young salesman, white knuckles, but they did see a flash of hoyden that they weren’t especially expecting.