I hesitate slightly to write this, but my drive in the Morgan 3 Wheeler might just be the most fun I've ever had in a road legal car. I hesitate because this is a hell of a claim. But then everything – and I really do mean EVERYTHING – about the Morgan 3 Wheeler is an adventure.
Take the starting procedure. I alight (steering wheel in-hand) by holding one of the buttresses behind the driver's seat with my right hand and sliding my right foot into the footwell, teetering for a few moments as I attempt to fit my left leg alongside in a space half its size. Several minutes are lost amidst barely contained laughter from thecrankandpiston.com crew and quite a lot of swearing from yours truly as I struggle to fasten my seatbelt. The resultant scuffed knuckles then attempt to click the removable steering wheel into place before turning the key in the ignition, disabling the immobiliser and pressing the 'bomb release' starter button. Only then do I realise I've forgotten to take my driving goggles out of the storage pockets under the rear cowl, and have to get back out again.