When we lived in England and my dad was a Captain in the USAF, stationed at Upper Heyford outside Woodstock in the mid 70's one of the other officers on base had a hobby of buying junked 1930's and early 40's Bentleys and Rolls Royces, doing meticulous restorations of them, and then selling them to other officers for just the price of the materials he'd used to do it.
My dad came >< this close to buying one before he rotated back to the states... I so wish he had, woulda been fun driving that around as my first car...
C'est la vie, hindsight is 20/20, etc etc. etc...
(There's also the story of my dad buying a 427 Cobra brand new, driving it for a few days and then deciding it wasn't practical so he hired a lawyer and forced the dealership to take the car back... *Sigh*)
Oh Man ! A Bently and a Cobra as hand me down cars when you were 16. You could have had any and ALL the girls in High School
