Confessions of a vehicular hypercondriac
I love driving. I love cars. Although I’ve only been driving for five years and own a Citroen DS4 (not exactly the symbol of the modern petrol head), I love nothing more than buckling up and setting off on the open road. But since having my first car go wrong on the first properly long drive I went on, I appear to have developed a condition suitably described by the Urban Dictionary, as vehicular hypercondria.
I wouldn’t normally reference the Urban Dictionary, but for the purposes of this Continue reading [...]