We called our local car repair shop Auto, short for Autoreparasjon. It was one of two repair garages used by Volvodealer, Laastad in Haugesund.
We were fascinated by what went on there and could watch the weldingtorch flames until we were sent away. As we grew up and got accustomed to their routines it was not until a proper racing car was parked in the yard that I got my camera out. Racing driver Gunnar Kittelsen was in town, probably running in the engine of his Volvo PV across the mountains from Oslo and back.
The car was his real racing car, red and with all modifications. There was no rollbar, though. Otherwise it had everything.
If that is not Gunnar Kittelsen himself inside adjusting the steering wheel, it must be his mechanic. He was too busy to notice my Kodak Fiesta on a 120 mm film roll.
A couple of years later I was offered a test drive in a similar Volvo PV, a green one. The owner told me the first thing I would do was to stall the engine because of the racing clutch. The instruction was to have enough rpm and let the clutch go. So I stalled it and then I got it to go. This must have been around 1969 so the 150 bhp impressed me, but I learned to appreciate road car manners after that.