Richard, no cars in my family as a kid, though I had an uncle who raced a Gold Star... unfortunately he was always too busy to spend time with a kid of my age..
While my pals would ever be off playing I used to hover about in the street outside my tenement whenever a neighbour worked on an old pre-war Rover, with yellow tinted windows... The term classic car had not yet been invented.. (-: I well remember hardwood being drilled and bolted in to reinforce chassis corrosion, and so much more being carried out at the roadside.... I used to repair my m/cycles at the same location, I was about to have a go at working on my first car in that location too, a equally rotten old AH Frogeye kept under a tarpaulin to hide the fact it could not be driven and had neither tax or MOT, till a kindly big police Sargent gave me a week to get that scrap off the road... Yeah we live and learn, trouble is these days I have forgotten more than I learned... Duh !
Hard to imagine you failing at anything Richard... I failed my test twice due to nerves...before my mum slipped me a micky pre test No3.. which did the trick...
Sorry for the thread drift guys..
