It was about 4 in the afternoon of the 17th of May 2007 and I was stilling in the beer garden enjoying my third Guinness ™ after having sat the final final of my degree! (note I did not say my last exam life always finds away of giving to another exam!)
After all my course mate had decided to burger off to a cheap horrible pub I decided to stay with the physiologists. Then the conversation turned to cars. I found that Wille A chap I knew little turned out to be a big car fan.
We instantly started talking about cars and we stet out for base rules. We both agreed that the Z3 was rubbish (I don’t know why but as a proper petrol head you must say this). He then went on to say that you should never buy an Alfa They are slow unreliable lumps of rubbish. In a blinding brake away form the rules I then asked if he had ever driven one. He confessed he had not. So I asked how he new the owned an Alfa. He said he didn’t know anybody.
This made me question what Alfa where really like. For the next month I kept my eyes pealed for Alfa Romeos on the hard shoulder. There weren’t any in fact there are never any cars broken down on the hard shoulder.
So in June I had to buy a car. The two cars a test-drove was a Mistubishi FTO GPX manual and the (now my) 166!
The 166 was in Falkirk so I got the train there and the chap agreed to pick me up. It was the oddest things that I remember about the 166. The Alfa Romeo logo on the brake pedal impressed me. The ICS obviously and the STR! But the thing that really made me want it was opening the bonnet to see the V6. I felt like a kid opening a toy box!
At that point I was not insured so I could not test drive it I felt like a right berk Engaging it in reverse and going about 10 feet down his drive and forward again! I can remember how stiff the clutch was.
I paid a deposit and left to insure my self. I also found this forum. Now you may notice that I joined this forum in October. However I bought the 166 on 07/07/07. That’s how long it took me to trust my 166! I spent the first two months terrified the car was going to fall apart. I remember the night I had the car home I read a story on here about a chap how had put his car though a puddle and the engine flooded!
The following weekend I paid him in full and I became a 166 owner! He gave me direction to the nearest petrol station, as it had almost no fuel. Then I turned the key and was greeted with a roar. I thought to myself “That’s a V6!” drove to the petrol station and spent about 10 minutes looking for the fuel realise can on the floor well!