What kind of car do you drive?

what kind of car do you drive?

  • sports car

    Votes: 6 17.1%
  • truck

    Votes: 11 31.4%
  • van or mini-van

    Votes: 1 2.9%
  • sports sedan

    Votes: 4 11.4%
  • sedan

    Votes: 7 20.0%
  • family car

    Votes: 3 8.6%
  • no car - motorcycle

    Votes: 1 2.9%
  • none, nada, zilch

    Votes: 5 14.3%

  • Total voters
    35
cloudy said:
I dunno, but you're quite welcome to ask! (just beware of the growls......but his bark is worse than his bite, most of the time)
What if I flash him? Does he like big boobs?:D
 
perdita said:
Walking or trams here.

Perdita
I should have mentioned that when I do drive, I drive a Golf. Most (by a very large margin) of the time I do the same as 'dita. :rose:
 
for SlickTony

the car before the one I currently have was a 1988 Nissan Maxima that I bought for $500, and then spent about another 500 getting it up and going.....it had about 170,000 miles on it when I got it, and I put almost another 100,000 on it. I gave it away about a year ago, and last I heard it was still going strong. That thing was fast as greased lightening - I loved it (my spouse, on the other hand, despised it because he said we could afford better). I named her "Mathilda" which seemed to fit, and I just hope she's giving the friend I gave it to as much fun as she gave me.
 
The only other car I had (sort of) was a VW Polo, which is a smaller cheaper more economic version of Golf. :eek:
 
perdita said:
Walking or trams here.

Perdita

Wish that was an option here. Walking will get you absolutely nowhere here......things are way too far apart, and there's NO public transportation at all. If you don't have some sort of vehicle, you're literally stuck.
 
I gave it away about a year ago, and last I heard it was still going strong.

Huh! Cloudy, that reminds me of another hard-used and long-lasting car we had, a Dodge Aries K. When the transmission crapped out, (we were in Lake Charles) some ol' boy walked up to our house and said that while it was probably good for nothing but to be crushed, he'd take it off our hands for $50, so the deal was done.

Weeks later, I recognized it in a small used car lot on Kirkman St. I might've known.
 
lucky-E-leven said:
No one's caught me yet, love...not even on a faster bike...but be my guest. And do me a favor, don't bitch about how much gas you wasted by trying. :heart:

~lucky

Wasting gas to kick your sweet ass......like I would give a shit.
You're going down sister!!!!!

~A~
 
ABSTRUSE said:
Wasting gas to kick your sweet ass......like I would give a shit.
You're going down sister!!!!!

~A~

And just what do you plan to do if you catch me? (the operative word here is IF, love)

~lucky
 
lucky-E-leven said:
And just what do you plan to do if you catch me? (the operative word here is IF, love)

~lucky
When I catch you, I'll decide then. At least I have a big back seat for fun and games.....;)
 
OK, I'll admit it...

I drive a Volvo Estate.

It is useful for carrying all my books and is comfortable. I like heated seats in winter.

It has only done 175,000 miles and looks and sounds good enough for another 100,000 or so. It will cruise all day at 70mph+ which is the average speed on UK motorways (except the M25 - average speed 10mph).

I have driven clunkers most of my life except when I had company cars or military vehicles.

I used to buy a car for less than the cost of the annual insurance, drive it for a year or so and then sell it for scrap. I used to carry more tools than the car was worth. With the Volvo I'm not sure where I have put the tool kit.

My favourite car was a 1952 Wolseley which had been a saloon car racer but had had all the seats and trimmings put back when it was sold on. It had been modified out of recognition with triple carbs, gas-flowed exhaust, sports cams, disc brakes etc. I thought it was stock when I bought it for £25. It looked like a formal limousine but went fast. The standard model would have struggled to 85mph. I was stopped for speeding when I was slowing down - at 113mph. That was at 3 o'clock on a deserted bypass except for the Police Daimler Dart that was below my rear window so I couldn't see them.

The police crawled over the car and told me what had been modified because the Sergeant had driven a Police Wolseley. He couldn't believe what had been done to it. We had a great chat about cars. I provided them with cups of coffee from the built in coffee maker. I got away without a ticket, just a warning not to do it again in their county.

My worst car was a Morris Oxford. I had been driving an upright Ford Prefect E493a which kept breaking back axles. My friend had the Morris Oxford that used oil in its engine. We were in the pub drinking too much and complaining about our cars when we agreed to swap. My Prefect's back axle lasted 3 weeks. His Morris Oxford used 1 imperial gallon of oil every 30 miles. At traffic lights the oil would build up in the exhaust. When I pulled away the road behind would disappear in a thick cloud that obscured the road from side to side. I tried everything, new rings, patent products for cutting down oil use, hotter plugs - they didn't work. I threw the car away the day after his car broke the axle. At least I'd had one more day on the road than him.

Og

PS. I had forgotten to warn him about one feature of the Prefect. It had holes in the floor for the car jack to go through. On the driver's side the hole had its proper cover. On the passenger side the cover had been lost and replaced with a disc of plywood. If the car was driven through standing water - the plywood would be dislodged and the passenger's crotch would be soaked. Next time I saw him after he'd taken my car, his girlfriend hit me!
 
I go French.

Got myself a small mid 90's Citroen. Big enough for me, small enough for me wallet, a hoot to drive, and would look pretty snappy if I ever got around to wash it.

I still don't get all this car teminology, but I guess it goes in the same category as a Golf or whatnot.

#L
 
I have a vehicle, four wheels, the engine starts every morning and gets me to work or the seaside.

It's a fucking piece of machinery.

Gauche

Sorry, that's how I feel.

It's a VW van which carries a wheelchair, 2.2 diesel turbo injection and can whip any boy racer's standard vehicle from a standing start at traffic lights. hehe.
 
I guess I drive the consumate British family car: the Ford Mondeo. Yes, I am "Mondeo Woman". I do love my car, though, and it has got a hell of a lot of go in it. It's 2ltr fuel injection, with all mod cons, and very nice for zipping around in. It's also a very comfy ride. :)

Oh, and it's silver. Hey, I'm a woman! :p

Up until a couple of months ago my hubby had a Jaguar Sovereign. It was his baby; his pride and joy. But, it died. He was very sad for a while, but he's getting over it. He's looking for another one right now, but while he does he's using my car, and thrashing it in the process. :rolleyes:

Lou
 
gauchecritic said:
I have a vehicle, four wheels, the engine starts every morning and gets me to work or the seaside.

It's a fucking piece of machinery.

Gauche

Sorry, that's how I feel.

It's a VW van which carries a wheelchair, 2.2 diesel turbo injection and can whip any boy racer's standard vehicle from a standing start at traffic lights. hehe.

Sorry, Gauche, but a VW van is not just a "fucking piece of machinery", it's a major lifestyle statement!
 
oops, typo. I can't quite remember which version I meant to write Joe, it was either:

"It's a fucking piece of MacHinerry", it was from the very last batch of cars from the now defunct Scottish manufacturer (much better product than fairlight or cosworth) and the parts (8.2 Turbo fan delimiters etc) are so difficult to come by that you have to join a waiting list of 6 months just for the CiBees joint bezel, so that you can drive round in the early evening with your front foggers on instead of headlights)

or

"It's one fucking piece of machinery" She does 0-60 in 7.4 seconds (on ice), she corners like a Kwakasaki 650, she has a personality of her own and can be temperamental if you kick the supercharger in at less than 79.

or summat.

Gauche
 
Well, I like the Jaguar XK. Its a nice ride, but the Mercedes SL-convertible pre-1994 is just hot, but kind of hard to find these days. Unfortunately, the only cars left unlocked and unarmed seem to be Pinto's and Lada's, so I have resorted to streetcars and subways :(
 
CharleyH said:
Well, I like the Jaguar XK. Its a nice ride, but the Mercedes SL-convertible pre-1994 is just hot, but kind of hard to find these days. Unfortunately, the only cars left unlocked and unarmed seem to be Pinto's and Lada's, so I have resorted to streetcars and subways :(
It's almost like you're reading my mind... My favourite is the XK8 :)
 
Other than sharing a passion for old clunkers with Oggie, I'm afraid mine's a bit of a kids car, Rover 600 Turbo, twin cam turbo charged beast, several years old but I just love cruising along the motorway at about 75 - 80 until a BMW or some such hauls up close behind with a boy racer at the wheel, then flooring the loud pedal to kick the turbo in and watching said BMW receding in the rear view mirror.

It's been de-badged by the way, nobody knows it's a turbo until it the puff of grey smoke from the tail pipe and we fuck off without them.

Loads of luxury items as well for the three grand I paid for it, real leather seats, 4 speaker stereo/CD player, Cruise control (until you floor it and it kicks the turbo in), powered everything including sunroof, and essentially it has two cup holders front and back, but I was a bit pissed off there was no soup maker.

*L's* got a Rover 200, only 1.4 ltr but she drives it like a bloody Williams GP car, beats me to the corner most times, crazy bint.

Like Ogg I've had a long line of clunkers, too many to list fully, from the first Austin A35, through several Morris Minor's, a good Morri Oxford, old Fords, a modified MG Magnette, Wolsley 15/50, Jaguar 2.4 & a 3.8, Sunbeam Rapier, Rover 3.5 Coupe, Austin Westminster, VW Passat, Renault Savanna, Ford Sierra (crap on wheels), Ford Escort, hell I'm lost now, so many, most cheapies just for transport or fun.

Last motor bike was a BSA Gold Star 500cc single (Cafe' racer) got shot of it in 1968 and grew up a bit, not much.

pops refusing to grow up any more, or grow old gracefully.
 
I am reading your mind Lauren! :D and I like what you're thinking.

As Gauche so rudely exploited earlier - I am really Yoda. God, a girl can't even keep a secret around this joint.
 
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