I’m the passenger

In our family, I drive the car. However, we are ‘looking after’ a friend’s Porsche for a few days, not my car of choice, so the Mister has taken charge. He’s the driver. Very interesting shift in family dynamics! After our first blat in it yesterday I’ve got a crick in my neck and he’s got a sore clutch leg. I’m told it’s all worth it to have a Porsche in your garage!


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