NWR Family car advice

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  1. I bought one of these second hand from Hexagon in Highgate in 1980 and got more enjoyment from it than any other car I have owned, before or since.
     
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  2. Renault 5 here. Very very second hand. Only clear memory is tying a rope around the front bumper, the other end to a fence post, and reversing gently to try to pull it back into something resembling its original shape.

    The car was in signficantly more danger than the fence post (sadly history doesn't record whether it had been creosoted.)
     
  3. Tom Cannavan

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    When I was in my mid-late 20s going through something of a boy racer phase (mine was relatively mild, but come on, most of us have been there) I had a very fast car called an Astra GTE 16v. It got stolen and my lovely neighbour Oonagh told me to use her Citroen 'Dolly' 2CV to get back and forward to work. It was a true revelation. With 28bhp instead of the Astra's 156bhp, not only was there no more overtaking (at all) but also no chance to 'beat' anyone at the lights, etc. The drive to work was suddenly utterly relaxing instead of being mildly competitive, and I'd sit back and smile knowingly at the silly boy racers in the Peugot 205 and Golf hot hatches, wafting along at a steady 25mph.

    My next car was a Fiat Coupe Turbo - 220bhp.
     
  4. First car I drove a lot was my parent's mk1 bright orange Ford escort. It was great and it never let me down on the commute to the Oddbins I worked in. First car I bought was mk1 golf GTI campaign. It was 83 plate and we bought it in 2001, loved it and it did us proud for 5 years or so before being sold on to someone who could take better care of it.
     
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  5. I learnt to drive in my parent's Morris 1300, just like the one below except their's was a 'J' reg. Also sat my test in it on 7/7/77. It was a scorching hot day and after sitting for half an hour in the test centre waiting room I burnt my back on the vinyl upholstery. The steering wheel was massive too. How things have progressed.
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  6. My first car was a smart little Mark 1 Golf GTI in British Racing Green (or similar) with the 1.8 engine in 1983. The legendary (in the wrong sense) brakes left me fearing for my life when braking late for a roundabout on the A1. I remember them literally fading out to the point I thought I was going to enter the roundabout out of control - really scary. It was the only thing that was under-engineered on the car. The engine itself was pure joy and so much better than anything else of that ilk at the time
     
  7. My driving test took place the afternoon before my biology A Level practical exam the next day. During the morning, at school, I had been practising the dissection of a rat and a dogfish. I'd reached about half way with both dissections when my Dad arrived at the school to take me for my test. I put the half-dissected rat and dogfish, still pegged out on wooden boards with their guts hanging out, on the back seat of the car, so that I could complete the dissections when I got home after the test. It was a blindingly hot day and the smell of formaldehyde was pretty strong. I don't know whether it was that, coupled with the sight of the two half-dissected creaatures, that led to my test being (a) pretty short and (b) successful.

    This was 1971. The car was a Morris Minor (registration 1886 UA) that I'd bought for £60 with my savings from working in a pub.
     
  8. Hi Richard, did yours have the pirelli p slot wheels, golf ball gear stick and checked seats?
     
  9. My brother crashed into a police car on his driving test. He did not pass.
     
  10. Yes to the latter two, but I got an import from Germany with different spoked wheels - actually nicer than the Pirelli ones.

    Like this:
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  11. That is simply awesome! A large (very) rugby playing schoolmate failed his test on the hill start. He was so nervous that he ripped the handbrake out of the floor...
     
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  12. A beauty Richard. Will try to find a photo of the one I had.
     
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  13. Snap, sort of. A purple Austin 1100 with orange vinyl upholstery, probably J reg, was acquired for me to learn to drive. During this protracted period (I failed three tests) it ended up being our gigmobile with me very often the driver (my brother had a full licence, I drank little or nothing). We took full loads to venues all over East Anglia and to London to see numerous bands. Dog of a car, gutless and prone to breakdowns. One evening on the way up the A140 to a sixth form party in rural Suffolk the gearbox broke. To its credit the parental rescue service enabled onward attendance at the party. These halcyon days ended after I left school and moved to London, where I dismissed all notion of driving for another ten years. Failing those tests proved an almost incalculable benefit in the long run as I was able to use the money saved not running a car to put a deposit on a flat when I was 21, just before the 80s property boom went parabolic.
     
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  14. Even worse, my parents graduated to an Allegro 1300 (their friends owned a British Leyland garage) which was basically the Morris 1300 in disguise. Terrible, terrible cars. So unreliable. Easy to service and repair though.
     
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  15. Red 1983 MG Metro. BDF895Y, Summer of 94, £300.
     
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  16. Didn't the supervising driver also have to be sober?!
     
  17. My father purchased a new Morris 1300 shortly after my birth, it was a very dark green, and was our family transport for about 6 years.
    After my aforementioned Toledo expired, to my great shame, I bought an Austin Allegro 1500 - again off an elderly neighbor, the main reason being it was 3 years old and had only 10,000 miles. To redeem myself, I wrapped it around a tree on a wet Sunday morning a couple of years later. It really was just a means of transport, not a car to be enjoyed, but as Paul wrote, easy to service.
     
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  18. So did anyone here have that Allegro with the rectangular steering wheel?!

    Like Richard, my first car was a VW Golf MkI (diesel 1.6) - in a slightly ugly green colour. Did me wonderful service.
     
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  19. I vaguely remember that was the steering wheel on my parent's one ('R' reg.).
     
  20. Yes I do remember that rectangular steering wheel on the Austin ‘all aggro’ one of the worst cars ever designed and made with the Austin Princess, Morris Marina and Triumph TR7. With the Allegro allegedly a bifocal windscreen was an optional extra.
    This was my first car in Adelaide in 1980. A Ford Cortina Mk2, with retreads and drum brakes which you had to stand on very hard to have any impact.

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  21. My father had an "All-aggro" back in the day - must have been about 1981 or so. I expect it would have been fairly old at the time as we certainly were't buying new or nearly-new cars at the time. I remember it being a particularly lovely shade of turd light brown.
     
  22. There's something reassuringly aristocratic about a really crap car.
     
  23. In what way?

    I certainly never found it reassuring that I wasn't sure I'd reach my destination without something going wrong :eek:
     
  24. Paul aside from only having a slightly better than 50% chance of making it to your destination on time or in one piece I can see where Thom is coming from.

    My first car in the UK in 1985 was a Citroen Visa Club with a 2 cylinder engine. The 2CV is even more prestigious in an inverted way. The bubble car Trojan even more so.
     
  25. That's the whole point. It's rather wet to worry about such mundane details.
    The really regrettable aspect of the computerification of cars is that it has destroyed that clearest demarcation of social class-all working class men could get under a bonnet and make a car work in the old days.
     

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