[image error]I've been dying to write about my own classic car. Now that I have published my novel, I'm feeling very much like the expatriate writer in France, and there's no better way to play the part than to drive around in a stylish old French clunker. Until now, however, I've held back. Something needed doing first, a small detail needed attending to. But now that I have all my ducks in a row, I can at last talk about my own beloved little roadster. Yesterday, I finally got my drivers' license.

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