Blast from the past #10 - The start of something

A pair of Teneres, four years ago in January, somewhere in a wood in South Wales.  

The white one on the left belongs to friend Tom, who had bought it new a year earlier.  The black one on the right had been mine for all of a couple of hours, long enough to add thirty miles or so to the 2,866 its first two owners had racked up over the previous 11 months since its first registration in March 2009.

It turned five years old a week ago, passing its third MOT with flying colours and nearly 45,000 miles on the clock.  A lot's happened since then, and it's certainly not so shiny any more.