Well, I have to agreee - never really owned a bad car. Just different cars.
Student life was spent in a '92 Micra shared with my girlfriend at the time - drove like shoebox suspended in rubberbands, but it faithfully took me through 1500km of forest in Sweden to catch the WRC in -20C. And everywhere else, come to think of it.
Various company cars always ended up in the WV range - older and newer Passats, with the occasional long term rental of 3 series or A4's. They were nice, but so, so predictable.
Come now the 156 I picked up in Germany when moving to France. Changing a headlamp, it scrapes my knuckles more than my Micra ever would when working on the brakes... and dependable?
Thing is, I still love it to bits. Every part of it
