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I've already posted before stopping in here for the intro
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I've had my fair share of British cars; cursed and liked them all. My BJ8's were my best cars ever. One I only had a short while when a 10 grand profit was put on a table in front of me and I took it and gave they guy the keys after signing the title as the second seller. It never made it into my name.

But the first one was the best one. The car spoke to me i swear!

There was never another BJ8 that sounded like her.

One day I might get the nerve to tell you what happened to her.
 
Welcome to the forums! My EType speaks to me often. It keeps calling to me "get your buns out here and get me back on the road!!"
 
Mine told me the same thing!

But it was when i started her up that something right out of a Hulu commercial where that tentacle like thing grabs people and makes them do things would happen: I would feel something come up through the seat ( that tentacle like thing ) and make me part of the car. It could make me un-rational at times and take risks that maybe I might never take otherwise.

There were several roads in northern California in particular that wound through the redwoods. I would be driving a wonderfully leisurely ride often with my beautiful 6'1" blonde girlfriend who loved my car as much as she loved me. ( she never drove her; no one did ) The sun would trickle through the trees and the temperature would change from mile to mile. This is a well known dream like ride that many car and bike clubs know and rally. But I looked to drive it when no one was around. But the hills and the turns would start challenging me to go faster.

After a while my GF would know that that thing came up through the floor and took control of me. i would get a feeling and must have gotten a look because I often remember her telling me at some point not to do it but I couldn't help it.

A few different scenario's would indicate it was happening. One time in particular on a perfect Sunday morning we went for " our church drive " This one particular route was about 26 miles long. We just turned on to a stretch of road where George Lucus has his Skywalker Ranch Coincidentally called Lucas Valley Road. Without much forewarning I see a beautiful MGTF behind me. The driver wore one of those hat's that I always think of Englishmen wearing. He came up on me pretty fast and I knew the etiquette of the road was to go faster or to pull over and let him pass.....there were no straight-a-way designated for passing. In fact the road has double yellow lines everywhere.
I kept looking in the rear-view mirror a few times cluing blondie that it was happening i was "getting that look in my eye" as she would say. So I downshifted and picked up my speed some So did the man behind me. Game on.

He did what most competitive driver would do; stay as close as possible waiting for the opportunity to pass over the double yellow line and pass me. Clearly my girl had more power than his girl but he had that wooden frame that twisted in ways that my steel frame would not. But I know if I could put a reasonable distance between us I had to let him pass. We went at it for 15 minutes or so. I couldn't lose him completely but the distance between us kept growing. But he knew the road really well and later told me that he was counting on one of two places where he was sure I couldn't keep up with his TF.

When i hit the last straight-a-way, i sped up enough so he became a dot in my mirror. But there was a place to pull over and wait for him which I did. I wanted to meet my completion. When I looked over for my GF she was gone it seemed. I wondered if she fell out but she somehow managed to squeeze herself in under the dashboard. She was so white and i really felt badly. She yelled at me, told me that I was crazy but that she was also very excited.

By the time I helped her out from under the dash the TF guy pulled up behind me and asked if everything was okay. He admired my car and commented about my willingness to be more aggressive than we was.

I didn't tell him about the assistance that I had from the tentacle that came up through the seat.

As i was writing that story down i felt as if i was reliving it again.

BTW, i love E Jags. Drove a bunch of them but never owned an E-Jag for myself.

Thanks for the welcome. Sorry about the long ramble! <g>

PS Now i'm thinking that i thought his car was a TF but it turned out to be a Morgan.
 
Hi There steppenwolf,

"Welcome" to the party. Your story is quite similar to most stories we all have. That feeling of "Pedal to the Metal" in the corners is obsessive (Is that how you spell that)?

What are you driving now; "TF, BJ8" or ???

We love pics and sure would like to see a pic of "6-1" Blonde GF in that TF.

Have Fun,

Russ
 
Hey Russ,

I will look for the pictures of "the girls" I have a couple framed ones that i can scan and post. In fact upon looking closer at the picture my brother had framed for me there is still rust in the dogleg but she looks so sweet you would hardly notice if i didn't point it out.

Currently no British iron in the pile. I just sold an older 911S coupe I have a Toyota Turbo Pick-up truck which I am about to undertake a restoration and a 350 4Matic Benz which is going on the selling block soon too.

I'd love to find another AH but I have to clear out some of the other things.

Thanks for the welcome.
 
toysrrus said:
Hi There steppenwolf,

"Welcome" to the party. Your story is quite similar to most stories we all have. That feeling of "Pedal to the Metal" in the corners is obsessive (Is that how you spell that)?

What are you driving now; "TF, BJ8" or ???

We love pics and sure would like to see a pic of "6-1" Blonde GF in that TF.

Have Fun,

Russ
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Asking me for pictures took me into the albums and shoe box's that i haven't looked at in a long time. So what do i do with the pictures of the pretty human beings? Do i simply create a gallery of cars and girls?
 
A tall lanky blond female scrunched under the dash of a BJ8 has sent me into uncontrollable fits of laughter. Really enjoyed that mind photo. Thanks.

BTW welcome.
 
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