MR Bill Haigh is the owner of the only left-hand drive MGB in Hongkong. It is a white 1964 model with low-slung spare clean lines, open top, low wind screen line, wire wheels and ''Red Baron'' cockpit. Mr Haigh has always admired the beautiful lines of the MGB, which he considers the ultimate classic sports car. He finally tracked down the car of his dreams while working in Spain. When he was posted to Hongkong, he was determined to keep the car with him. Some might question the wisdom of bringing an old left-hand drive British car to Hongkong, but Mr Haigh finds Hongkong an easier place to keep a luxury car than Spain. According to Mr Haigh, Hongkong's efficient communication and shipping services help when ordering parts from around the world. And the craftsmen of Hongkong are experienced and knowledgable in trades which, in some parts of Europe, are vanishing. Spare parts are also more readily available. Mr Haigh spent four years searching for an authentic window handle. He rummaged around many a Spanish and English scrap yard and even ordered three complete window packages in the hope that they would come with the missing handle. But he finally obtained the missing part in Hongkong and purely by chance. He sent the car to the garage to fix the loose window. When he went to pick it up, the garage man said: ''Oh, you were missing the handle, so I put one on.'' The hunt for rare parts in Spain sounds like a spy story. Mr Haigh was searching for a replacement handbrake and finally traced someone who had the piece. Over the telephone, they agreed upon a recognisable location. They drove to the airport and met outside the terminal. One man handed over a wrapped package while another man handed over a wad of money, then both men hopped back into their cars and drove away. One wonders what the airport police might have thought if they had observed the exchange. Luxury cars were rare in Spain, Mr Haigh said. ''During the Franco period all motor work was for trucks and lorries, not luxury cars. In all of Spain there must be about 100 sports cars.'' After chasing down word-of-mouth leads, he heard of a promising prospect hidden in a seaside garage outside of Barcelona. When he first saw the MGB ''it was up on cinder blocks, undriven for five years and rusting from the salty sea air''. But to Mr Haigh's eyes the important thing was that it was an MGB, the car of his choice and (a small but pivotal factor) the colour of his choice, which was white. He bought it. Mr Haigh finds that for car hobbyists there is the Hongkong Classical Car Club and the MG Car Club, for which he now serves as one of the editors of its monthly magazine. Car owners get together, sometimes in the New Territories, where they set up a car course so that drivers can put their cars through test trials. Mr Haigh's MGB has motored into China twice with the car club. Last year, he was part of a 30-car procession. What Mr Haigh misses in Hongkong is driving in the Pyrenees, where Spanish roads, like English roads in the 1950s, are narrow with interesting turns and vistas.