I'll never forget the spectacle of watching a Range Rover County owner climb into the driver's seat by entering the cabin through the driverside rear door. Upon witnessing this strange action, curiosity got the better of me and so I walked over and tapped on the man's window asking him what was what.

Half embarrassed, half amused, he rolled down the window and explained that on rainy days (it was pouring) the exterior driver's door handle wouldn't function. Dry, sunny days, it'd work all day long.

Remembering that all repairs Range Rover tend to cost the deed to one's house, he's probably still using alternative entry-ways on rainy days.

Right. So, with that in mind, bear in mind that the Range Rover County LWB offered this week is the same potentially hazardous-to-your-fiscal-health model that was displayed in the Louvre as a work of art. From the 70s to the mid 90s, the County was not only a strangely attractive, forceful, capably functional (when it did function) piece of British cast-iron but also very, very luxurious.

In later years, Connolly provided the hides that made the County's leather with burl walnut trimmed interior as intoxicatingly aromatic as a Jaguar Vanden Plas'. The rear quarters of the LWB was measured not in cubic inches but in square miles. And to boot, its height adjustable suspension system enabled the Range Rover to go everywhere that the Jag could and most places the cat couldn't.

So, with 136K on this M.Y. 1995 luxo-truck's odometer and at a current bid of nearly $4,000, this County LWB could ration out equal portions of misery and happiness to the owner. Just mind those rainy days.