The obscure reactions to the Roadster when first introduced to some motor racing enthusiasts were at least tempered by the observations of those who had helped from afar. We especially wrote to General Motors enclosing a suitable range of photographs of this ‘British Cadillac’ and received letters both from them and from Cadillac. In fact the photographs alone proved more than enough for them fully to forgive us for having copied their name onto the radiator cowl.
    There followed an invitation from the Cadillac agency in Cleveland, Ohio – where Bob the ever-patient parts manager worked – for us to put the car on show there. There was also a short complimentary note from the author of the specialist car-building book to which we had so often referred, and yet another from the man who had found the correct pair of horns to mount on the headlight bar.
    Overall, the correspondence received over those early years after completion, whether well deserved or not, was satisfying indeed. In so many ways we took them to be a form of overall exoneration for us having started on such a project.
    For all that, and for any other later compliments bestowed on the re-emerged machine, there was absolutely no way any of the team saw themselves as any sort of heroes. Quite the contrary: there had been far too much outside help and far too much luck ever to yield to that; and, if we were so clever, what about the ten to fifty un-made others?