In a bout of sensibility I have sold my Rovers back to the guy who sold them to me. My wife is extremely concerned.
I last had one of these 20 years ago, when I was 20. Too bad this new car doesn’t make me feel 20, but what can you do?
This is a fairly nice, straight car, a TC with a manual gearbox rather than the single-carb slush box I had back then. It’s a reasonably fun car to drive, and is in decent shape, if you don’t mind sun-crusted seats and original paint faded from the California sun. And a few dings. And a few minor mechanical issues. And…
In any case, this is now my “daily” driver for winter use and abuse, sharing duties with the Ford–the 10 MPG of the truck was wearing a bit thin.