All Tucked Up for the Night...the Car anyway!

After what turned out to be a fruitless dash to Nantes, the beamer is tucked away in an underground car park for the night. She is amongst friends as you can see from the photograph.

The 100 euro prize evaded us as our score of 122 was eclipsed by two of 147 who had to be separated by a tie-breaker.

We at least arrived unscathed and the car didn't miss a beat for todays near 400 miles. A small groan from the power steering on full lock is her only complaint.

Paul on the other hand has a badly burnt right arm, the penalty for resting on an open window frame during the mid-day sun without sunscreen.

What was it that they said about Mad Dogs?