I guess the Panther was his grocery getter. I remember it clearly....not much of a hack, just a flat platform for hauling whatever. We met at his house and he took my brother and me to his secret stash house. I drew the short straw and got to play monkey. Don’t recall any hand holds other that the exhaust pipe. He was probably having a laugh at my expense. Kid from the colonies with eyes like dinner plates. Don’t recall the Sunbeam or Vincents, but the place was full. I do recall we were having a look at a rather large JAP V twin engine. It was a thing of beauty.
Wasn’t long after I got the ride with Jim, that I ran into Mr. Attrill who happened to need a new monkey. He let me down gently.... apparently I was too short.