Many years ago, when I was a wee wilky, I had a 1340 mini all the tuning niff naff and trivia, with a single 45 webber, the car was a wee rocket and in the days of XR2s and XR3is my wee mini could hold its own and blow the majority of them away. One day in edinburgh, I was sitting at the lights in Edinburgh Im sitting at the lights on Princes St and a Skoda Estella pulls up beside me, I snigger and rev the engine, ripping the RC40 exhaust, the Skoda revs and sounds like a F***in hotrod! Lights go, I drop the clutch and the Estella has already taken me and beats the next set on amber as Im trying to grip third gear. Moral of the story? Never judge a book by its cover!
Okay kids off to bed.