This week, my car has been fan-bloody-tastic.
Even though the rad is well on its way out, the fan has been good enough to keep the temperature in check in the hot weather.
In the past week, the poor thing has been dragged 1100 miles: from London to Bradford and back, London to Birmingham and back and London to Warrington and back.
Even though it has over 120,000 miles on the clock, it hasn't complained. It's now 11,000 miles since the last service and it hasn't used a drop of oil.
It still looks great, the boxer sounds great and goes like the clappers.
In the nasty nasty big storms, it still hugged to the road on roundabouts
The seats are still comfortable enough for me to feel fine after spending 8 hours in the car.
Rant over. Apologies for going all soft about my car