Finally, after 2 years I could enjoy the car. I drove that MGB Roadster just about every day that summer. What a blast to drive, you get such a different perspective of your trip when you have the roof down. And once you get on those windy mountain roads, the car is just so much fun.
By summers end I had a whole bunch of memories and a list of improvements. The repairs would have to get done over the winter. The winters here are way to cold for the MG, and there is too much salt on the roads. I would have to park it in a garage, and a heated one preferably. I asked my Grandmother if I could park it in her garage and she obliged. I think she enjoyed the company, as I always had time for tea.
Monday, 5 September 1994
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