When I see a lovely car parked, like as not I'll take a picture. Partly because I want to show it to McOther and say, "look what I saw today," but mainly because if I need to have one as a snurd I can lazily trace my own photos without infringing anyone else's copyright.
It's amazing how many luscious cars one sees around the place. Or maybe it's just where I live.
Not exactly a luscious car, but interesting. It's a dodgy shot, I'll give you, but my passenger refused to ogle at it with my phone and I was driving. It was in the middle lane and going at 60mph but I'd swear it's a Lambo, the numberplate would be too expensive for a mini metro with a body kit. Looking at it, I should probably have run the washer over the windscreen, too.
Mmmmm D type. Yes, I’m afraid I went up the dual carriageway, round the roundabout, back down the dual carriage way the other side, round the roundabout at the other end, half way along the dual carriageway and into the garage to photograph this one. So it’s official. I’m a sad sack. I just wish I’d got the Ferrari that pulled out of the garage just ahead of it as well.
An Aston outside Waitrose. I'd have thought that anyone who could afford an Aston has little people to do the shopping. unless it's the store manager's.