When I first met Xavier he told me about this crazy idea he had. He wanted to buy a little English sports car for his dad's 60th birthday. I thought it was just a pipe dream. This weekend I found out it totally wasn't. We went to Frankfurt to make it a reality and drove back to Paris (9 hours) in this little guy. You see, Xavier is not crazy rich. He is just crazy generous...presenting: the perfectly restored 1968 Triumph Spitfire in wedgwood blue.
Even Louise and Jules (niece and nephew) are pretty impressed
1 comment:
WOW, beautiful car! All except the steering wheel on the right. Bad memories of driving those itty bitty
English roads.
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