Bill Oldfield

Sitting on the A1, driving to work, I see in my rearview mirror a car cutting in and out of the others behind me; changing lanes at speed, darting and diving in and out between other cars so as to gain that extra few seconds. I spend a much of my life on the roads and see this sort of thing a lot. And before I can see what make of car it is, I know it’s not going to be a Kia or a Hyundai or even a Mini. At one time I’d have guessed that it might have been a BMW or there’s always a good chance that it could be a customised hatchback with the add-on wings and go-faster stripes.

But these days, if it’s not the latter, it’s more often than not an Audi. Why? I don’t actually know but my personal surveys tell me that…

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