ASIDE FROM THE fact that it’s hung, rather precariously, from the roof of a man cave tucked behind a strawberry farm in Cobram, Victoria, the twisted and demented XY body doesn’t look much different to every other clapped-out, rusted-through car carcass you’ve ever seen.
You could easily write it off as junk; a forgettable wreck with faded yellow paint and chipped black pinstripes. Until, that is, you read the sign that’s leant, almost apologetically, against the row of tightly stacked motorbikes parked below.
“This is the remains of the HO Down the Hume” it decrees.
That piqued our interest, too.
Few cars wield such significance in Australian motoring folklore as the Phase III, and even fewer still have the gravitas of the one driven down the Hume, at 141.5mph, by…
