I tried to take the Windcheetah for a 100 mile ride to watch the criterium racing at Fakenham. My recumbent legs weren’t up to it and bailed out at 80 miles dehydrated, with a numb tailbone and cramps. A female roady said “Love the stickers!” When she overtook me on the hills around Castle Acre. Edit: Looking on Strava 'flyby', the roady was Mim, and got a 100 mile ride in from just North of Fakenham, to Cambridge, but looks to have got quite lost around the area I saw her.
That looks cool. It reminds me of a Technic Lego car I had when I was about 12!
Kim, you are very bad!