Back in 1974 , when flared trousers and penny round shirt collars were the norm , I was a 17 year old on a mission.
My mission was to find the best looking flashy car for under 200 quid. The country was awash with crappy old cortinas and even crappier Minis. I wanted a set of wheels that said ... WOW......but on the cheap.
I was still taking driving lessons , but was anxious to improve my street credibility as soon as possible.
So armed with 200 quid and my Dad , we set off for Basingstoke.
The advert stated 200 pounds ONO.
I was of course going to buy this car , that I knew.
White with a red roof and a discrete thin red line down the sides. It also had the red leather seat option.
Already 12 years old, it was showing its age. The engine smoked and rattled , the exhaust was , well exhausted and it had an electric fault.
165 quid and 45 minutes later it was sitting in our drive.
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