I was 19 when I learned to drive. My mother taught me. My dad is a very nervous passenger, and being in a car with a learner would probably have given him a heart attack.

I learned to drive in a Nissan Sunny, but my first car was a 1986 BMW 316, an 1800cc Carburettor model, in Bronze. It was fairly basic, but the previous owner had changed the steering wheel for a leather M-Tech wheel.

I loved that car.

I nearly destroyed it and myself when late at night, tired and in an unfamiliar town, I pulled out of a gas station and headed down a dual carriageway on the wrong side of the road. Oncoming drivers were frantically flashing their headlamps at me. After a quarter mile, i finally realized my mistake, and did the world’s fastest three point turn.

Eventually, I sold it to a dealer in part exchange for a BMW 318i Tourer.

Stuart B., Cinematographer