My taste in classic cars hasn’t changed at all. When I was about 11, I discovered a Morgan in a book at the library and decided that someday I’d buy one. At age 33, I was happy to make that dream a reality with a 4/4. I still have that car today. There was also an advertising poster for a cigarette brand hanging in my bedroom as a teenager, featuring an Indian Chief motorcycle. I was able to make that dream come true as well in the form of a 1946 Indian Chief; I rode it just yesterday. Even back then, as a teenager in the ’80s, I didn’t like almost any of the new cars. They were boxy and had ugly black plastic bumpers. It was a treat to see a Mercedes 170 or a Citroën Traction Avant on the road. Around age 18, I also started reading classic car magazines. So, until I bought the Morgan, I drove three Citroën 2CVs with great pleasure.

When it comes to everyday cars, I’m extremely pragmatic. All I want is for it to get me to my destination warm, dry, and comfortable enough. And the Dacia Logan MCV does exactly that.