In my best glossed over youth i spotted the roof of a Rover 90 sitting remakably high up in a field, went and had a poke nose it was indeed a Rover 90 P4 sitting on a car trailer, had been there donkeys years surrounded by and grown through undergrowth as tall as me.
Anyway, i negotiated a price to buy from the owner of the field, ISTR £15 changed hands.
Trailer tyres were perished and scrap, actually it was only really the trailer i wanted, so bunged some tyres on and dragged the thing out and home.
Thought what the hell, so put some petrol into the Rover, connected the jump leads expecting nothing and she fired up first touch to a lovely quiet tickover.
I'd like to say i kept the car as a classic, nope, already stripped and well rusty so banger raced it.
Edited by gordonbennet on 29/09/2015 at 22:01
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