After a tough week at work, I can tell you one thing. The prospect of getting into a Caterham definitely cheers you up. I'm racing in the Endurance Life Coastal Trail Series in Exmoor this weekend. This means a five thirty start and a blast down to the north coast of Devon in order to enjoy running (or possibly walking) up some stupidly steep hills. Apparently there is downhill, but I doubt I'll see it that way come the end. I would imagine my knees will have some sort of sense of humour failure too.
At any rate, this alone is enough to excite me, largely as the Subaru has now been re-homed in the wild northern lands and so there is zero get-out clause. If it's pouring with rain, tough. If it's cold that early, tough. I'm sure of one thing though. Whether you're in a zombie state after a hard day, or crawling out of bed at some ridiculous hour, getting into the Caterham will soon clear the head, engage the senses and wake you right up. I can't wait for the B-roads home either...though getting my stiff legs out of the car at the other end will be a different story.
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