Growing up as I did near the ceaseless rumble of the Volkswagen factory and amid the Eastern Cape’s automotive belt, I might have been expected to have a passion for cars.

Hardly ... though back in the early 1980s I can remember the bottom-of-the-belly thrill of racing off in a Golf GTi (that my pal Paul Schaberg had sneaked out of his parents’ driveway)...

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