We seem to have done quite well on the challenges: we turned spotting supercars into an art from when we chanced upon a supercar rally at St Moritz.
After Chur we headed along Julierpass and Berninapass before the border - the latter turned into the Pass of Doom as night - and fog - fell.
Team Sly were stopped at the border, the Swiss gave our car the once over before letting us leave the country, and the Italians just waved us through - so a fitting way to leave a land of precise and orderly rules, to a country of latin insousiance. Now, pizzerias everywhere!
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