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RetroDon wrote:
> It is a fine line, but a modd'd hatchback does not necessarily
> a chav maketh.
Nay, Sirrah, thou art perfectly correct: ownership thereof does
indeed not render such individual a Chav, but merely a Greebo.

"What is alarming is the amount of people of a similar ilk are getting their hands on good cars like Impeze Turbo's, Mitsi Evo's, Seat Cupra R's... I didn't realise Yes! Car Credit stocked such models...."

They are not so much chav cars but poor man's sports cars, at least that's what someone called my Celica 190 anyway!

God help them if they ever hear

Jean Michel Jarres.....Oxygene

cheers
B....OZ

"Jean Michel Jarres.....Oxygene"

Funnily enough I have a chav story about that! A few years ago a bloke I know who was a kind of chav before chavs were officially recognised (A true pioneer!) got really into Jean Michel Jarre. I HONESTLY used to see him walking around the local town wearing a shellsuit with a big "Ghetto Blaster" type stereo on his shoulder playing at a very loud volume......"Oxygene!"

It sounds too good to be true but I swear on Schumacher's life that it is gospel. Eventually he got into Mike And The Mechanics and used to blast out that song "Living Years" instead of Jarre.

Well ,a lot of the Jap jobs DO like mutton dressed as lamb.
And drive like turkeys, alas.

Doug Adams joke, Part 94: Beautiful spaceship- looks like a fish, steers like a cow.

I test drove an Impreza once as I'd heard rave reviews about it, I thought it was pretty average to be honest and I thought it looked like a Skoda. Ugly as fuck.

A group I used to hang round with 20 years ago were into it bigtime

They were bigtime into Dope & LSD and for some reason that Music sent them spinning....the video by Jarre of the fast moving through a city fully lit iwas another of their favourites

So did Pink Floyd....sent them into a coma almost

Derek & Clive sent them into laughing fits that would last for hours

Drugs & Music for the extra effect on the senses

cheers
B....OZ

I have (albeit incompetently: I'm still learning, yes, at 45, ( know....) driven a Skoda, and it beats Hell out of a Vox.
Cheaper/better HP, too. Spare? A doddle.

Fuckit: I'm getting an X-Jag as soon as I pass, anyway. you poor sods.
?2K min ins/about 1 inch per gal, but the canine's bollocks.

Oh I'm not knocking modern Skodas as I know they are pretty good these days but what I meant was that the Impreza reminded me a lot of the old, ugly Skodas. The most pathetic so-called sports car I ever drove was a BMW Z-3, it was gutless, pitifully gutless. The best was the sublime 355 Spyder....171MPH on the A12 but don't tell anybody!

Agree: that Z3 is utter shite- one pathetic soft-dick step-up from a Boxster.
I have also (illegally,but eternally gratefully- a mate does stereo upgrades on classic cars) taken a driver's-seat ride in a custom Maserati Ghibli, complete with walnut gearstick-knob (you can see the rest is solid stainless steel), the most AMAZINGLY soft-leather upholstery and complete teak-veneer; eight-zone real-time clock, and GPS.
And, of course, the stereo was perfect*.
A near-comparison as far as I can tell would be an old-model XJS, which at least is within my price-range, but I'm dubious about the perennial Jag rust-problem and the spares-situation.


*A snip at 170K............plus extras, natch.
Only for Europeans, of course, where you can give a car like that its head....