The car was fooked when I bought it and I took it to within inches of it’s life.
This is why it was getting scrapped. It was already scraped.
It was 13 years old, had two weeks left on the mot, had no speedo or odometer, used to cut out as soon as you pressed the clutch when you were slowing down for junctions, the lights on the dashboard were random and meant nothing, virtually no rear brakes, no handbrake, the suspension was fooked (they should call them slow-bumps, not speed-bumps!), the headlights hardly worked (I hit a few kerbs thanks to them).
Also, it was draining my funds through costly insurance and being quite thirsty. I couldn’t afford to get it through it’s mot and keep it insured and fed so…
We took it out for a last time and covered it in dents and even more scrapes with our unicycles. When we had finished, the sunroof glass was higher than the roof, we had bent it in that much!
When I bought it, I bought it to kill it. The mission was simple:
buy cheap old car with long mot,
tax for 6 months,
drive to death,
I think I completed my mission succesfully.
I had to fix a few things, some I did myself, some needed a garage. I kitted out the interior quite swish (I thought): good head unit and front speakers, sub in boot, blue lights inside (cheesy, I know!), “useful” lights in the visors, tilt and pitch meter (for 4x4’s but it worked in the old boat-like mondeo), and tiger fur front seat covers. Fook them in the back!
Outside it got the UNI sticker, red rear bumper, red front mudflaps, red sunstrip. I wanted to get red mirrors too but never found any in a scrapyard.
As a first car it was great. I did a bit of fixing, a lot of paying, and had hunners of fun. I had a few incidents with it but luckily I never crashed it or hurt anyone or anything. Maybe scared a few tho!