It is a rainy afternoon on Oxford Circus in the afternoon rush and a gray Audi R8 is crawling along Regent Street in the constant drizzle behind a double-decker bus.
It is no faster than foot traffic but draws a lot more attention in spite of its silver paint-job, camouflage on a gray London day.
A man follows in a dilapidated van and we strike up a chat, short enough to fit into the timeframe allotted by a red light. The crux of our conversation? He likes R8’s! He likes them even more than his own van, in fact.
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Don’t we all, don’t we all. German infighting is a beautiful thing indeed.