Day Zero

It all satarted with a conversation between myself and the 'creatives'.  I'd got rid of my Mini Cooper and BMW motorbike and was sharing with my wife Sally.  The topic of a car for me came up and there was a long and stupid discussion.  The upshot was that the 'perfect' car for me was deemed to be a 1965 Porsche 911.  To this day I'm still not sure why other than 'it suits you'.