I was not born with a silver spanner in my hand. Far from it. Though I’ve had a keen interest in cars since childhood, I’ve never had what some call an innate “mechanical aptitude.” I designed sports cars with pencil as a six-year old, had a Countach poster on my wall as a teen, and have owned dozens of interesting and notoriously unreliable cars, from …
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