Inheriting the mantle
May 26, 2021
4 minutes
WHEN I WAS A CHILD, I lived in an almost entirely Alfa-centric world. There were Giulias, Berlinas, Alfettas, ’Suds, one after the other from the late 1960s to the mid-1980s when I left home. There were but few exceptions to this rule – I remember an Escort GT, a Fiat 132 and even a Triumph 2500PI – but these flirtations never lasted. Except one.
It was an orange BMW 2002Tii which turned up during a betwixt-Alfetta interlude. My father was a bit shocked by how good it was: faster than the Alfas and more fun too even if it didn’t
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