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Thanks for reading; here's a part of the story I forgot to tell earlier
Way back in 1992 or so I was sent to China by my company. Not too many westerners in the regions we visited, and very few cars... anyway traveling over there I was spending the night in a Peninsula Hotel in Hong Kong. The bellhop guy took me up to my room, put my bags down, showed me the various features of the room and switched on the television to an English-speaking channel. There, to my amazement, A FILM was playing, Killer Tomatoes Eat France, and my car was driving across the screen in a chase scene, with John Astin, the mad professor Gangrene in hot pursuit.
What are the odds of that? Infinitesimal.
I started crying out in amazement while the bellhop thought I was nuts and quietly made his way out of the room.
Here are a couple scenes - the chase around the Arche de Triumphe (not my car but it is my number plate)
then splicing her in (filmed in San Diego)
Not many cars in China 30 years ago...
New cars flooding in for many guys, while my old car has slipped away
I first saw it here, in Canada, and I deduced that A Vendre in the rear window meant For Sale. A group of crazy Frenchmen from Lyon were driving from Montreal to Vancouver, in 1986. The owners had bought this car new intending someday to take it to Canada...
Yes, it was
but this one is still here for awhile, albeit a bit rustier than shown ...
That has a long tale too, maybe a separate thread
Born in 1964 in Belgium, it was brought to a salvage yard in about 1970 with a broken chassis. My friend Chris was working at the cash register and gave £12.50 for it. He took the body home and used it as a garden shed. It was LHD originally and when Chri...
What an amazing, charming and wonderful journey!
Somehow I am sure the car will make another appearance in your life - 3 after all is a lucky number in some cultures. Maybe you’re approaching the CV in a Patekian spirit of taking care of it for successive next generation 😊👍🏻👏🏻
Thanks for reading; here's a part of the story I forgot to tell earlier
Way back in 1992 or so I was sent to China by my company. Not too many westerners in the regions we visited, and very few cars... anyway traveling over there I was spending the night in a Peninsula Hotel in Hong Kong. The bellhop guy took me up to my room...