It’s been a while since I’ve had a chance to update the blog and it’s been a period of turmoil. Break ups can be hard and this one was no exception. Indeed it followed a fairly standard emotional rollercoaster; first came the realisation that it was time to move on, then the deed itself, followed by a period of deep regret and eventually a rebound period where I just wanted to get inside anything new. So that’s my story for the past week. What about my girlfriend you may ask? She’s fine – to be honest she never understood why I was so obsessed with the car in the first place.
Alas, it’s true, the TVR is gone. I’d been toying with the idea of something more track focused for a few months and on something of an impulse I put K7 VRS for sale last Saturday. What followed was quite unexpected. I’d got so attached to the car that I was half hoping I wouldn’t get any serious offers and this would prompt me to reconsider the idea. Instead, three hours after the ad went on Pistonheads I received a call and less than 24 hours after that it was gone.
Gone. Bugger. What am I going to do now? I hadn’t really expected it to be quite that smooth. I do bitterly miss the car, especially now the long sunny evenings are upon us. Every time the urge catches me to go for a quick blast down round the local B-roads the depressing reality hits home. However, it’s all done for a reason. My garage now has the capacity sufficient to accept its new occupant, as does my bank balance. Project ‘find a track car’ is go!
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