sIR

Sir, I hesitate to parade my ignorance before the experts who read your periodical, but I feel I mast raise my voice in favour of that very pleasant small car, the [toyer Nine (called, I believe, the “9/20 “). I caught the vintage fever while at college last year, and found this Rover growing into a hedge near Cromer. Fortified by a little experience gained in the Army and by hanging round sports car talk in public houses (and lots of optimism), I purchased it, and had it towed home, all for the princely sum of £5 10S, Then followed the business of getting it on the road. One rather baffling problem arose when the pistons refused to move in the bores. Penetrating oils, crowbars and jacks all failed, and we eventually moved them by really un