While out for cruise one Saturday afternoon, I had driven past a foreign car restoration repair shop. A place I had driven by often. However this day something caught my eye.
I was introduced to British cars by my parents. When I turned 16, my parents had a 1960 MGA that was my daily driver. A few years later when I was 20 years old, I purchased a 1968 MGC. It was my daily driver for a few years.
Years ago I joined the New England MG car club. Of course, I was the only MGC owner in the club. I became the butt of jokes as the owner of the MG with the gland problem.