History
The car in the photo is extremely similar to my first car, racing stripes and all!. It was not a car I would have chosen, but it was a gift from my (late) father. I think he liked it far more than I did. I drove it for a couple of years before I passed it on to my younger brother. After he drove it for approximately five years, he passed it on to our father and Dad drove it for years until it started falling apart. Mum hated the car because she was embarrassed by the racing stripes. All in all it was a fantastic car and gave us wonderful memories.
