Written by Black Betty arrived the hard way. We didn’t ease her into life.We didn’t start with short test drives.We didn’t warm her up around the block. We pointed a 1934 Triumph Dolomite straight at Bavaria. A thousand-mile journey.Across borders.Across languages.Across common sense. And that’s where Black Betty stopped being a car —and became a responsibility.. The … Continue reading “Black Betty — The Trip That Made Her Ours”
