Jun 29 2009
getting somewhere
In 1991 I invested in driving lessons, passed my test, bought a Diesel Engine car, and regularly drove the A68 wishing the road, daylight and hope would last forever.
Tracey Chapman sings fast car
4 inspirational musings on getting somewhere
Blimey, that brings back some memories.
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anti spam is ‘the jam’ – which is what I encountered whenever I drove around Edinburgh in the 90s. Ad my tape deck never worked. I hummed a lot.
Oh my, Mme D. I used to drive around Edinburgh in the ’90’s, if it was your wing mirror I’m really sorry. W
If we are talking roads let me put on the map the A465, a veritable turbo-charged, GTE-suffixed, environmental limit a-bashing bat-out-of-hell experience of bends, uphills, downhills, roundabouts and death defying overtaking points; that I gallantly experienced in a- something- over-1 litre mini-metro without go-faster stripes, but with go-slower dinks. And no radio, melodic humming was provided by the car at speeds over 40 mph or 30 mph for the uphill stretches. Many years ago journeys home from college seemed to last forever.
My wing mirrors were good though.
Tracy Chapman should have sung ‘Slow Car’.