Well Matt I admire your brand loyalty!
(Whilst not necessarily the choice of the brand!)
My car history....
Well it all started off with a 950cc MK1 Fiesta which amazingly I still own! (See my sig below) This of course got thrashed to within an inch of its life on a daily basis and within a relatively short period of time I managed to kill the engine, so that was swapped for 1,100cc from the scrappers around the corner. It wasn't noticeably more powerful if I'm honest but I was back on the road... until the head gasket went a couple of weeks later, so out came the spanners again.
I took most of that car apart and put it back together again at some point. I remember my Mum coming home to find me sat at the dining table with the carb in bits in front of me as I’d decided to clean it up a bit. She was furious. Not that I had engine bits all over the table but because she was convinced that I wouldn’t be able to put it all together again and for it to still work. Fortunately I don’t think a MK1 Fiesta carb is the most highly tuned piece of engineering and so having counted how many turns it took to undo the needle valves etc. I simply counted back as many turns when I put it back together. Much to her (and my) amazement it started on the button when it was all back together.
I was with my 1st proper girlfriend whilst learning to drive and after I’d passed my test it gave us all kinds of new found freedom…. Which I can’t really go into on a family forum!
Here’s me with it just before my end of year Summer Ball at school in July 1995:
In September I started work as a sales rep out on the road where I was doing 1,000 miles a week in the poor little thing. Inevitably it died again and it was quicker to buy another car than to mend the Fiesta and so began the habit of owning multiple cars…
The replacement was a T-reg Lime Green Vauxhall Chevette Coupe/Hatch back. Whilst this is not the actual one, it’ll give you a great visual representation of what I as a cool 18 year old petrol head used to cruise around in.
I hated it. I bought it for about £450 drove it for about 3 months and then sold it to my sister as her first car for £600. Oh what a heartless b@stard you might be thinking, but hold your horses. She sold it 2 months after that for a grand!
The reason that I sold it was because as a high flying Essex boy selling double glazing there was only one option, I needed an XR! Not an XR2 or an XR3, oh no, that’s what my mates drove I needed to go one better so along came the XR4x4 with Turbo Technics conversion no less!
It had dials on the dash like these
And looked like this, complete with pink/purple stripe down the side (although it was the 4 door 4x4):
Now this car I loved. Many a Saturday night was spent cruising up and down Southend seafront. But perhaps one of my fondest/funniest memories of this car involved my girlfriend, the same one from earlier. We were parked up in the entrance to a field and doing what teenagers do in parked cars in the middle of nowhere…. All of a sudden a car drove past. I said to her “that was a Police car, you’d better get your top back on!” she was scrabbling around like mad trying to find her top in the dark, we could see reverse lights coming back down the lane, she found her little Denim jacket and straggled to get it on. As the Police car stopped in front of the car and switched on their search lamp they were greeted with the sight of my girlfriend kind of stuck with her jacket half on and half off with a face like a startled rabbit and me laughing my head off. They switched the search light off and drove on. She hit me repeatedly as I continued to laugh away. Ah, fun times.
Inevitably of course, I broke that car as well. Back to the Fiesta once again. I’d managed to blow the gearbox up during a 4 wheel drift out of a junction and it wasn’t economical to repair so that was replaced with a Cavalier 2.0 CDi like the one in this dodgy looking picture:
Now I was a 19 year old executive, I was going up in the world! But it was a bit dull so as soon as the ash tray was full it was replaced with this, my first “Sports Car”
But those were the good old days, after that it’s just a blur of BMW, Bentley, Mercedes, Lotus, Maserati and Lamborghini. Whilst the new flash stuff is all very nice, I must admit, and I’m sure we probably all would, that the old stuff that you had to carry a small selection of tools with you just to make sure you made it home was probably more fun and one day the trusty old Fiesta will be on the road again… or is that just a load of nostalgic b0ll0x