My sister gave me a voucher for Christmas to drive a classic car. A choice between two. But I kept forgetting about it because, well it’s been quite the difficult time since. But I remembered and finally got around to booking it, at what turned out to be the last opportunity this year at my closest venue. So I dutifully turned up to Upottery Airfield, adjacent to Smeatharpe Stadium short oval, to drive a Cobra. I’ve always wanted to drive Cobra.
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