Wordsmiths in my world are divided neatly into two groups: those who write about cars and those who don’t. Automotive authors can be further divided into two subgroups: those who stay the course and those who venture off course.
But like a Land Rover Discovery that heads off the beaten path, the hot journo who strays into the cold corporate jungle could always make a quick U-turn and rush back to his original position and occupation.
It’s closer to a preoccupation for the “car-reer” writer. He doesn’t just report on automobiles – he lives and breathes them. The blood coursing through his veins is half plasma and half petrol. He forever feels the need for speed. He walks the torque and never “brakes” ranks with his fellow motoring enthusiasts. And his pet dog’s name is Rover – short for Rover the Turbo Terrier. 
