I’m ashamed to admit I have a little French car. I have had it over a quarter of a century and it was my much loved daily for a long time. Trouble is, I had my head turned by a Venturi and as it was worth bugger all back then, I took it to a local garage ten years ago and he’s still “working” on it. It has become a standing joke everytime I pop in. Will it be done by Christmas, which Christmas? etc.
It will rise to the top of the queue eventually and once it’s back, I’ll see if it’s as good as I remember it. If not, it will fit nicely into the “one in, one out” policy that the management has since introduced.