Excuse slight drift. Wearing a helmet in a car can give you a split personality, I remember many years back,on a stage rally. When we came to the start of a timed stage we felt like macho heros as we strapped the helmets on. After finishing the stage, we had about one mile across town to the next stage, so we left the helmets on. I have never felt a bigger PRATT than sitting at a zebra crossing with Saturday shoppers pointing and laughing as they carried the shopping home...Car was a mk2 escort,
.+8 Now gone for a 1800 4/4. Duratec in bright yellow.
