When I was young, I used to hang out in the evenings at a foreign car shop owned by a friend. I did simple jobs to help cover my tab for parts that fed my racing.
There was a very wealthy gentleman who would bring in his classic Rover P6, very regularly and always stayed to walk around the shop to look under the bonnet of cars which were well above my pay grade. He was quite obviously interested in the 'guts' of the cars, and not so much the glitz. I remarked to my friend that I didn't understand why he drove the Rover instead of something more upscale. He told me I might understand if I could see his garage.
On one occasion, I drove him home when he left his car for service. He took me around to the rear of their 'home' to the garage (5 bays) to see his TWO AC Bristols, His wife's Bentley, and TWO Arnolt-Bristol Race cars.
If he was a shooter, I can only imagine what his gun room looked like, but know he would have shot a plain CHE Parker.
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