Electric?
An American ad from 1917 I have owned several cars in my life though unlike one of my best mates, I haven't got photographs of them all. It all began with a Morris 1000 Traveller that was over ten years old when it came into my possession. That's a car that I should have died in but the gods were looking down on me that particular night. Go here. The first car I ever bought with my own money was a dark green Hillman Avenger. I needed it to get to work out in the sticks of South Yorkshire. At the time, it felt as though I was driving to work to earn money to pay for the maintenance of that knackered vehicle with its rusting belly. When Shirley and I first got together we drove around in her old cream coloured Mini. Then my brother Paul sold us his "reliable" light blue FIat 127 that turned out to be not so "reliable" after all. It inspired us to splash out on a half decent motor - a five year old red Ford Fiesta that never let us down. We upgraded t...