As a pimply faced Apprentice, I used to detail cars for a fella across the road to earn some pocket money. He was a bit of a wheeler-dealer and was always at the auto auctions. He also imported some high end cars. One day, he said "come on, lets got for a run"...red Ferrari 275 GTB/4. To quote Mr Oastler "I can still remember that feeling of being pressed into the rear seat and straining my head forward against the acceleration. I'd never felt that in a car before!!!" ;-)