GOING COMMANDO (2)
Back in the 1970s I played squash with a good guy named Roger Jorden, who worked for British Leyland Special Vehicles Division. Roger would often drive us to the squash club in one of their latest creations for a big-time export customer, such as a Middle Eastern prince. These cars were always fast, exotic, and often sheepskin-lined.
One evening, Roger arrived in a left-hand drive version of the six-wheel Carmichael Commando (ref: Fritz Rinck’s letter in October’s LRM) and drove skilfully, and at high speed, through the streets of Wimbledon, with me, petrified, in the right front seat without a brake pedal.
I have lost touch with Roger, who used to live in Worcester Park, Surrey, but I am sure he would be very pleased if you or Fritz get in contact. Graham Clifton (via email)