Youth revisited.

For this post I'd like to go back to the night that I first saw the sow.
Having attempted to conceal my giddiness (and probably failed) when me and my father visited the previous owner I had not taken a closer look on the car, I didn't even feel it was necessary as the real thing showed healthy steel where the photo's for the add had hinted of surface rust. Sure there's rust but not at the places I had first expected there to be.
It was dark outside and a bit chilly so I restrained myself from jumping into the driver's seat and play engine with my mouth. I am sure my eagerness to pay the P.O. gave me away though. The TP21 has, after all, been my favorite car ever since my father pointed it out at a regiment in my youth.