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“CHARACTER DOES NOT COME WITH PERFECTION”
The weather is appalling. Water is gushing from the sky like a burst mains pipe, there are salmon making enthusiastic progress up Anglesey’s Corkscrew and a small ship has just launched into turn one after mistaking it for the North Sea. Last night, the campsite blew away. As in, literally blew away. At least one staff tent was last seen kiting itself merrily in the direction of Aberffraw, and no one has seen staffer Greg Potts since. My task for today? Assess convertibles. Ha-bloomin’-ha, TopGear office.
It’s so dark that the first time I dare to venture out, the Morgan has its lights on. I think. Mainly because they don’t seem to do very much, a soft and careful light trickling from the headlights like spilled molten amber, lighting up a watercourse masquerading as a racetrack. This is… not ideal for a test. Mainly because the tarmac has
