The wettest track day ever, combined with a rear engined, rear wheel drive car on Michelin Pilot Sport Cups = many 50 pence, 5 pence moments. Still doesn't detract from the sheer awesomeness of the GT3RS.
The Green RS springs on me familiar feelings of comfort through competence and excellence.
Whilst telling Porsche GB that they would benefit mostly from a reach-around, I decide to take matters into my own hand and buy myself a replacement car.
My face is awash with tears of short term nostalgia as I reminisce old days with the Focus RS on its day of departure. Read: Thieves desperate to steal my car, so Focus RS is now sold.
A round up of all cars, past and present, without the editorial of hindsight. These are the words I wrote as I owned the cars.