Bentley Turbo R Bucket List Madness
The trouble with working on rare and desirable vehicles is that I always get a raging case of the "I wants". Every time I drive to and from Malc's in my incredibly reliable, practical and boring Insignia I often feel a bit down. Nearly all my life I have had an obsession with nice cars, it started when I was 8 years old and my eldest Brother, John, came home with a brand new 4.2 litre Jag XJ6 in leaky botty brown. It had leather and electric windows and this thing called air conditioning. It was nearly silent, rode like a magic carpet and went like nothing else my developing brain had ever experienced before - my folks had a 1300 Cortina at the time. I still remember the number plate - JPL444K. I also remember the time he parked it outside his house and it caught fire, they took the remains away and gave him another one. Anyway, I digress, I have had a number of Jags since then, a series 2 XJ, a couple or 3 XJ40's, a 4.2 S Type, a disastrous xf diesel and my peak Jag - a 2001 XJR supercharged monster. That one was Paramount Performance tuned with a straight through exhaust and smaller supercharger pulley, it had the 155 MPH speed limiter disabled and was tuned to about 440 BHP. I have had a couple of Range Rovers and a Porsche Cayenne 455 BHP twin turbo job that delighted at every prod of the throttle. Perhaps the most fun car I ever owned was an MG Montego turbo that had been very heavily modified and would humiliate just about anything and everything. Now I have an Insignia diesel. Don't get me wrong, it's a really good car. I have owned it for 18 months, it cost just 2 grand, it has never let me down, the last mot needed just two shocks at 50 quid and a pair of tyres. It's quiet, comfortable, easy to drive, it does everything you could want of a car and with tax at just 35 quid per year and over 60 MPG on a run it is the most sensible car I could possibly own right now.