Robin Reliants.
My father had 2 Robin Reliants over the years as well as other cars.Both were the van type and both yellow,so all we needed was a sign on the side saying "Del-Boy Trotter Of Peckham".
Whenever we drove past other reliant drivers we would all wave to each other.I remember once we were driving along the motorway,and there was this flash car at the back of us or the side(something sporty like a Porsche)the driver seemed to be goading the father,making fun of the car,so next thing we knew,we were in a race with this sports car.Well the top speed we hit was 95mph,and yes,we did beat the flash git in the flash car,probably worried he'd ruin his car or something racing.
Also once we were driving down something called the Rhaullt Hill in N.Wales once,before they put the motorway there.It was a narrow counrty road,bends all over the place,and steep inclines either side into the woods.We were not speeding,but next thing you knew,we spun over and over quite a few times,then we were skidding along the road on our ROOF,we did this for quite a distance,but luckily we stopped,without going over the steep inclines,i remember thinking to myself "eye,eye god,here i come"but did not feel scared or paniced.Thankfully nobody was seriously injured,well the emergency services came,and the mother and father managed to get out.I was stuck in the back,so the firemen smashed the back window and dragged me out of that.Well,i had just bought myself a £200 leather jacket,and all i could say was "mind the coat" as they were dragging me along the tarmac.
When the police came,they spoke to the father,to lighten the situation up and said "you do know you have lost a wheel don't you mate,yes,youv'e only got 3"
