
In this fifth instalment of the “Wrong Way Round” series we ship our trusty T80’s to Iceland and discover it smells of boiled eggs.

The ring road in Iceland as seen going anti-clockwise. It looks totally different clockwise as the mountainy bit is behind you.

The one and only time we put the drone up, as we used up all the battery trying to get it to come back

The only known surviving passenger of the crash in surprisingly good spirits bearing in mind the peanuts ran out 45 years ago

The three rocks in the background are petrified trolls in Icelandic folklore. In reality they are rockified rocks

Matt contemplates an engine casing with 4 out of 6 bolts missing.The first sign that Charles may not have done any pre-trip maintenance

We finally resort to towing after repeatedly smashing Charles' bike with a tin of corned beef fails to fix the problem.