An ill furnished warehouse in the region of Abbey Road London is masquerading as a purveyor and importer of fine automobiles. Upon hearing of a Porsche 996 GT2 in their showroom, I made my way there to window browse and engage in, how shall I say, homme a homme conversation with a view to discuss topics not unlike those familiar to any motoring enthusiast. Imagine my suprise, then, to find the proprieter unwilling to talk to me unless, litterally, I was able to show him the colour of my money. When I was faced with the immediate question as to whether I wanted to order a brand new GT2 for £145,000, I was left open mouthed and not in the least amused. Was the R34 not indication enough to my ability to purchase fine automobiles? Am I not a potential future customer?

Chump rating: 9/10