Rocker Mick Fleetwood shares the story of his little Austin 7 (excerpted from Rockin' Garages, by Tom Cotter and Ken Gross).

My automotive interest grew out of a quiet appreciation of cars my father had. He was a Royal Air Force pilot. We didn't have any money, but he always managed to have a lovely old MG. When I first went to London, at age sixteen, I was around a lot of art students, artists, and musicians in Nottinghill Gate. I think I probably got the bug then, well and truly.

My first car was a second-hand London taxi, a great vehicle to put my drum kit in. And I drove a beautiful old XK120 roadster for years. Even when I was totally broke, I managed to keep it going. Had I known it would now be worth a lot of money, I'd have tried to keep it.