The car nut's drug
The BDA/BDG addiction

When András Stump and I get home late, usually the BDA/BDG can be faulted with it. The BDA/BDG is a drug. It has crawled into our minds and won’t let us go. Our bodies ask for a shot at least two times a month and we give in, watching British, Irish or Scandinavian rally championship videos. At least 8-10 minute long ones, as a BDA/BDG is guaranteed to pop up during such a long time. And a matching car, preferably a Mk1 Escort (aka Dog Bone Escort.
No matter what else is taking part, a Porsche 928 (yes, those are driven in rallies, too), a Stratos, or an in-line six Volvo, it takes a small Escort on its wide wheels and fat tires, with massive wheel spats and a 2-litre twin-cam Cosworth engine shrieking under the hood (they got that from the ancient Kent block while working on the legendary DFV Formula-1 engine) to make our eyes misty. It’s a car-shaped car, light, powerful, RWD, wonderful. For a BDA/BDG Escort made by Wilcox and a shingly forest lane we’d gladly give all the contents of Mr. Csikós’ garage (sorry, mate).
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