Drove a Baccalo in the Mille Miglia in 54

Blood red, went like greased weasel poo. We were in the lead coming through the Dolomites when Fritz von Tauteheim tried to undertake me on a hairpin. Of course I shut the gate on the Hun bastard but his brakes failed, he clipped my rear bumper and went over the edge. Now he’s an EU Commissioner.

Posted By: Old Git, Jan 3, 09:42:02