Apparently there is a thief for every car. I never understood the Escort thing. One was more than enough.
I loved mine, but in fairmess it was my first proper car. Old four door Mk1 in Bronze. I remember one winter driving round the local estate repeatedly in the snow getting the back end out round ever corner - pushing it further and further each time. Great fun. Stuck a ridiculous PECO exhaust end box on it. All show and no go.
