I have had Staffordshire bull terriors since I was a child . One was a gentle giant . If I was working in the garage he would stand in the yard and give one bark , never more . It was hey I am out here dummy get the door open , if I ignored him he did it again .He would ride in the seat and the wind would blow up his nose that made him sneeze on the dash etc . At the light's or over taking anyone he would sit and look at them his big mouth open and a set of huge teeth . If I was under the car he would lye on the garage floor and if I jumped in the mog without him he would go and sprawl out on the floor in front of the mog , you aint going without me . The one after him was differant loved the garage but never barked and never wanted to get in the mog he would not have sat still .
I had a pal in Newcastle with an German Shepherd and a photo of it sitting in his mog with flying goggles on .
My old mans first car was a BSA Cub 3 wheeler ( bright yellow ) a photo of me sitting on the bonnet as a baby was given to me a little while ago by an aunt . I remember my dad saying he was for ever changing the clutch somthing about it having a leather content he said .
