swee'pea99
Squire
"It's a myth that they turned over" (How we made ... the Reliant Robin, G2, 7 January). Really? My two-year love affair with a Reliant Robin ended dramatically on a leafy country road in Berkshire one cold winter's afternoon at the turn of the 1970s when my "plastic pig" suddenly aqua-planed at about 30mph, then somersaulted, ending up in a ditch with me underneath.
My humiliation was complete when another car quickly stopped and I heard the voice of what sounded like a very old lady asking if she could help. More embarrassed than actually injured, I replied "thank you", at which point she single-handedly managed to flip the three-wheeler back the right way up. When I returned to retrieve the car after briefly popping in for a reviving cuppa with friends nearby, its three wheels had all been nicked.
Quentin Falk
Little Marlow, Buckinghamshire
My humiliation was complete when another car quickly stopped and I heard the voice of what sounded like a very old lady asking if she could help. More embarrassed than actually injured, I replied "thank you", at which point she single-handedly managed to flip the three-wheeler back the right way up. When I returned to retrieve the car after briefly popping in for a reviving cuppa with friends nearby, its three wheels had all been nicked.
Quentin Falk
Little Marlow, Buckinghamshire