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“Yes, Joshua,” he replied, sliding open the enormous garage doors. Godwit switched the museum’s lights on to reveal a pale blue car the size of a house. “Yet first we must start her. She hasn’t fired up recently.”
    Upon seeing the exhibit’s name plaque, my heart sank.      
    “Whether she starts or not,” I said. “How can some old car from the 1930's go faster than a Bugatti Veyron?”
        “Even Gaston de Chasseloup-Laubat would have laughed in your face if you had told him to slow down.”
    I frowned. “Never heard of him.” 
    “He set the first land speed record.”
    “In this blue thing?” 
    “No. In a Jeantaud electric car. December 18th, 1898.” 
    The gargantuan Bluebird vehicle was stunning. Godwit gave me a fact sheet from the wall— ‘37-litre Supercharged V12. Two thousand eight-hundred horsepower. 301mph in 1935.’
    “All this rubbish can’t be true.”
    “Thankfully, it is indeed true... We are leaving.” He climbed into the open cockpit and turned the ignition key.
     After five seconds of metallic whirring, rattling valves spat blue light, orange flames and yellow sparks. Exhaust vents popped bright purple and indigo puffs with earsplitting bangs. My mouth, nostrils, sinuses and throat stung from poisonous petrol fumes. Blustering thunder, smoke and unbearable heat filled the room. Lakeland Motor Museum juddered.