A little while ago, we took another Euro journey, about a two thousand miles round trip, hooking up with our young 'un for a thrash around Bavaria. We took the Dealer Collection Evo.

I kept it quiet at home, but I hadn't been very far in this car before, it's been up on blocks for two years, and the chances of a malfunction were quite high. This is the car with the hopped up engine, which doesn't boost till over 5k, so you need to rev it hard to make good progress. So my better half wouldn't go without roadside rescue, she remembers the M1 hard shoulder one wet night! So I got RAC cover for this trip.

 

The journey started well, we made good time to the Channel Tunnel for a late night train. I'd been to Tescos and bought a new sat nav with our points, this was needed because this Delta's speedo goes off when you turn the lights on, I don't know why! And getting a new sat nav seemed easier than fixing it!

 

I felt like a dog with two high back, tan leather cocks, ripping over the motorways, piling up the miles. We did 90mph all day, about top whack really for such an old car, passing most other road users, and feeling well stuck to the road. Until we got to the autobahns that is! By the time we'd crossed Germany I was like a dog with its tail between its legs, 90mph just isn't fast enough for Germans, suddenly 3 or 4 Mercs or BMs are behind you, lights flashing, they've arrived there at almost twice the Delta's speed. and mean to keep going like that for the rest of the day! That got a bit depressing after a while.