I enjoy driving so much I often wonder if it could have been a good career path. I often think about the challenges the Bathurst drivers in the 70s must have had driving the Monaros, Falcons and Chargers. There's a romance to driving an old car; it is intangible. They have physical demands that modern cars don't, which allow you to really feel like you're driving. You need to be more attentive, more present.
I tend to enjoy driving by myself; I find it meditative, as I tend to get a little distracted with people chatting around me. It also smells like a car should - oily and a little fumy, like the road - and she certainly sounds good.
Greenie is the only car we kept out of a harem of classic Australian cars. We had a Valiant VH Pacer, a VH Charger, and XC ute among others. I don't think I could ever let her go. It was a wrench to sell the Valiants.
They require a huge amount of upkeep, every warrant is a worry and she never fails to need something done to her. I don't see as many on the road now so I feel it is my duty to keep her going, keep her driving.
She needs a bit of a facelift but that will be done in time. I don't mind a few battle scars. Auckland is a tough city in which to keep a car in pristine condition.
Eventually, I would like to add an XB Coupe to the family, but they are getting insanely expensive. I can still dream ...
Charlotte Rust has styled the actors in the Silo production of Noel Coward's classic rom-com Private Lives, on until September 29 at Q Theatre, 305 Queen St, Auckland.