irst of all, absolutely nobody except you (and possibly Jeremy Clarkson) thought you looked cool in that car. Sorry, but someone needed to say it. Secondly, a machine like that deserves a life on the open road, in big country, as nature intended. Owning a supercar in the UK is a bit like Siegfried and Roy keeping a pet tiger in Las Vegas - cruel, horribly naff and guaranteed to end in tragedy. Luckily, in this case, the tragedy wasn't you, but your F1 deserved a more noble end than being wrapped around a lamppost just outside Peterborough. Really, at what point is driving a machine designed to cruise comfortably at 200mph around the traffic-clogged roundabouts of the A605 right? I remember several years ago watching a Lamborghini crawling through the London rush hour with Jay Kay at the wheel. Nobody was thinking, 'Ooh, what an amazing car, he looks really cool.' We were thinking, 'Ooh, what an amazing car - he looks ridiculous sitting stationary. That poor car.' So yes, enough is enough, even if someone were mad enough to offer to reinsure you.
