3.5
Stephen Worthy,
04 January 2009 20:40
Last Thursday, the stars twinkled like pixie glitter over north London’s evening sky. I know this not because I have an unhealthy obsession for things astronomical (apart from the price of the handbag I bought for my wife last birthday). No, it’s because I spied the glorious winter firmament from the cosseted, leather-bound world of the Porsche 911 Targa 4 ...