
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)