I've seen an 8C, too!
Yesterday, I was travelling into London at about 3.15-ish pm on the Talgarth Road, and coming the other way was an 8C. It was a slightly surreal moment; the sky was grey, the roads wet and from no-where came this gorgeous red form - it literally leapt out of its dour surroundings. Because I never expected to see an 8C on the road, I did a 'Wow? WTF!' before feeling that warm glow of content when I then identified it as an 8C.
That's a sign of true beauty; when you're caught off your guard because something is beautiful, and not just because you're a fan of who makes it.