Sold to a Danish gentleman, who in the best Scandinavian tradition, is slightly crazy. After a week or two of email correpsondance, he flew over Saturday morning, saw it, bought it, filled it with every spare part I had (including a wheel on the passenger seat and 4 wheels strapped to rollbar), set off after lunch and drove it 800 miles back to Denmark getting home at 7pm Sunday. There are now no direct ferries to Denmark so the shortest route is via Hook of Holland. The only problem was that the indicators packed up - an intermittant problem from a few years back that decided to resurface. Not bad for a 26 year old car. I'm begining to wonder why I got rid of it.