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My Ferrari Broke Down and Left Me Stranded, Almost Exactly a Year After It Did the Last Time

By Adrian Clarke May 29, 2024 8:03 am 141 Comments

Broken Mondial Ts2

I swear to God, Gaydon is cursed. For those unfamiliar, Gaydon in Warwickshire is home to both Jaguar Land Rover and Aston Martin’s design and development centers. It’s also the site of the British Motor Museum. Documenting the rise and fall of the UK’s motor industry, I call it the Cathedral of Failure. Nonetheless, it’s a central location with a lot of history and, more importantly, acres of car parking, making the cathedral… sorry, the museum, the perfect venue for car gatherings throughout the less wet months of the year.

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A long time ago, I went to a car show there in my Plymouth Duster and it rewarded my grandstanding by blowing a piston. Two decades or so later, I spent three years stalking through the corridors of Land Rover like Darth Vader, unfucking things that shouldn’t have been fucked up in the first place. For my efforts, I was rewarded with a boot to the ass at the start of the pandemic via email. So yeah, Gaydon and I have history. Then the week before last, when I was going to meet up with the owner of the Multipla I just wrote about, the curse struck again. It’s that, or there’s a hex that affects only me when I get to within a mile or two of the place. I’m convinced it’s built on the grounds of a derelict Victorian insane asylum.

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