I was born in 1963.
My late father had P6 rovers from 1965 until he died of a heart attack behind the wheel of one (it was stationary at the time thank god) in October of 1990.
My first real memory of them was sitting in the middle of the back seat looking forward and watching my Dad drive. He...
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