
Interesting and sometimes very revealing snapshot of british midlle class car culture.
( , Sat 29 Mar 2025, 8:57, Reply)

( , Sat 29 Mar 2025, 9:31, Reply)

was described by mates as having the colour of dead flesh, a sort of washed out yellowy beige/brown. It was a 1.3 escort estate MK1 IIRC. Wouldn't pull the skin off a custard, but you could sleep in the back if you went to a party and I wired up the speakers from my stereo at home so it was really loud if you wanted it to be.
Ended up having a single vehicle accident and stuffing it into a bridge, walking home and reporting it stolen.
( , Sat 29 Mar 2025, 11:10, Reply)

Gutless tiny little thing, so much play in the steering wheel that driving over 50mph was seriously scary. 50 was pretty much max anyway.
Partner and I went out for the night and parked somewhere and got wrecked and got taxi home. Neither of us could remember where we were the previous night. We never did remember where and lost the car. Checked all our usual haunts, but nope.
( , Sat 29 Mar 2025, 11:33, Reply)

Older brother gave it to me when he moved to canada. I was on 110 p/w as a dirtbag student and had to pay rent, booze and food out of this. I ran out of petrol in it perhaps a dozen times. The brake cylinder cracked and I couldn't afford to fix it, but drove it for another year without brakes, using gears and the handbrake to slow down. In the end the cops gave me a canary (a yellow unroadworthy sticker) for a cracked windscreen, and I had to sell it to the wreckers for a pittance. Loved that car
( , Sat 29 Mar 2025, 23:14, Reply)

At around 20 years old it was older than I was.
Deep dark blue, almost purple.
No stereo.
No rear view mirror.
Could only get over 60 down a long hill.
One elderly lady driver since new (my great aunt). She gave it to me, in return for me driving her brand new car from London to Bournemouth. The new one was possibly a Metro.... small, blocky, pretty horrid.
Ended up selling the 1100 for £50 many years later when the front wing was hanging off by a few threads of rust
( , Sun 30 Mar 2025, 10:00, Reply)

given to me by my Dad when he got a new car. Never passed my driving test, so never drove it, beyond having a couple of lessons in it in a supermarket car park. Could've been such a shag wagon...!
( , Sun 30 Mar 2025, 13:11, Reply)

Pile of rust, constantly needed fixing, but enormous fun. Sold it for £100, and last time I saw it it was towing a Land Rover up a hill.
( , Tue 1 Apr 2025, 8:07, Reply)

Four speed manual 1lt, with a choke. It was a bag of shite but I loved it!
( , Thu 3 Apr 2025, 10:54, Reply)