Results - What's Your Greatest Motoring Regret?
I've read through them all, cried at some, laughed at others, and here is the result.
That one time that's left you going "I wish..."
Thank you to everyone who submitted a story, I've trawled through all 100+ answers and come up with a winner. I was looking for a story that'd tug at my heartstrings, leave me with a lump in my throat and a tight throat, swallowing back tears on the writer's behalf. It has not been easy. And the winner is...
Ernesto Rosa De Armas
"Like many people, there is one car I sold that I wish I had kept.
I actually owned Scuderia Filipinetti’s Fiat X1/9, the first X1/9 that ever existed. Back in the 80’s there was no internet for us to play with and even though I knew my car was special, I didn’t know it was THAT special. I loved the little car, but to me it was just a race car. One that had served its purpose and was just sitting pretty at home.
The Filipinetti X1/9 was brought to Puerto Rico by the Fiat importers and raced briefly. My parents bought it for me to start racing and after I started to drive for other people in bigger categories the beautiful little X1/9 just adorned the garage. I reluctantly sold the car to a racing friend who at the time was battling cancer. I actually told him that the car had a reputation of being temperamental and that I was worried people thought I was taking advantage of his situation to get rid of the car, but he responded he needed a project to serve him as a goal during his recovery.
And so I sold it.
He eventually did get better and won a championship with the Filipinetti. Sadly his cancer returned short after and passed away. I still miss him. The X1/9 sat abandoned for years, deteriorating and looking like all was left was throw it in a junkyard. Enter the internet, and a German fellow had tracked down the car, bought it and took it back to Germany to have it restored. At least the Filipinetti didn’t end up lost forever in a junkyard."
The car in question.
Special Mention to David Sperry
"While living in Montreal I owned a well used 1956 Oldsmobile Rocket 88 convertible. It was great fun but developed mechanical problems and burned a lot of oil. In 1960 I decided to trade it and cruised the used car lots.
I new nothing about British sports cars, but spied a 1960 Austin Healey 3000. It was low mileage and was owned by a school teacher who found the driving position too uncomfortable.
The salesman let me take a test drive and it blew my mind...the raw power, the exhaust note, the beautiful body style. The salesman was willing to sell, so we struck a price and he asked to test my Oldsmobile.
The Olds had been sitting awhile so when he started it up a huge cloud of smoke came out of the exhaust. That quickly ended our deal. He was honest enough to say that if I had added two cans of “honey” to the engine oil, the deal would have gone through.
So for $10 worth of honey, I could have been the owner of a 1960 Big Healey. After that, I owned a string of interesting cars...a 1960 Triumph TR3A, a 1964 TR4, a 1967 Mustang Fastback and a 1970 Datsun 240Z, but I never forgot the missed opportunity on the Big Healey."