I leave Autocar’s offices fairly late, so I don’t get stuck in the typical company car traffic jam. After dark, with the traffic running freely, seems to be an ideal time for automotive oddities to come creeping out.

In the last few days I’ve seen some quite unusual and thought-provoking cars, one of the bonuses of not fighting along in the rush hour.

A couple of nights ago I encountered a shiny Austin A30, complete with period suitcase rack and a long whip aerial topped with a tiny union jack. The pony-tailed character inside drove the A30 with a massive, slightly reckless, verve.

When we got to the A3 at Robin Hood’s Gate, he executed one of the bravest/most foolhardy maneuvers I’ve ever seen, somehow managing to overtake a truck as the A3 squeezed down to two lanes. I was sure he wouldn’t emerge from behind it with just a wheezing 30bhp on tap, but he timed it to perfection and shot off, up Roehampton Hill.