1.4 8v MK3 Astras.
There are LOADS of them round my part of the country. All wheezing, clattering and vibrating about all over B roads and town centers nearby.
MINE JUST WON'T DIE
It never gets any maintenance from me. At all. I check the tyres, but that is it. It never complains. It just struggles along, doing it's thing and being neglected. I think one day I will be nicer to it, but as soon as I do, something terminal will go wrong. I think I've checked the oil level twice in about 3 years (granted it does get serviced etc, and at no expense spared). It's been washed twice in the last 12 months, and one of those times was in a bodyshop after some accident damage was repaired.
I used the poor thing to cart about 3 tons of garden waste consisting of bits of tree, earth, rocks, paving slabs, wood etc over the summer, and it still chugged merily along. I don't even bother putting sheets down in the thing. The seats go down, and it all goes in. The downside is that during the summer, a colony of about 200 Woodlice made their home in the boot and around the spare wheel.
I love my car.
There are LOADS of them round my part of the country. All wheezing, clattering and vibrating about all over B roads and town centers nearby.
MINE JUST WON'T DIE



It never gets any maintenance from me. At all. I check the tyres, but that is it. It never complains. It just struggles along, doing it's thing and being neglected. I think one day I will be nicer to it, but as soon as I do, something terminal will go wrong. I think I've checked the oil level twice in about 3 years (granted it does get serviced etc, and at no expense spared). It's been washed twice in the last 12 months, and one of those times was in a bodyshop after some accident damage was repaired.
I used the poor thing to cart about 3 tons of garden waste consisting of bits of tree, earth, rocks, paving slabs, wood etc over the summer, and it still chugged merily along. I don't even bother putting sheets down in the thing. The seats go down, and it all goes in. The downside is that during the summer, a colony of about 200 Woodlice made their home in the boot and around the spare wheel.
I love my car.