my grandad used to buy old cheap cars, Opels, and then take good parts from each one of them and create his car which worked surprisingly good. actually one of them still works, but my dad uses it only when we're in village, just for sports, he'd say.
dad drives VW Golf 2 (that car is very popular here, cause it's not expensive but pretty for eye and pleasant to drive...as my dad would say)
back there in '90, with all that s**t here, this car were robbed at least once in a month, sometimes they would just take dad's radio, a package of cigars he would forget on the sitting place, my jacket (?!?! for christ sake i was 8/9 yrs old).
i don't know why, but everybody was saying how it is quite easy to rob VW Golf...the "funniest thing" was that almost every second person had Golf 1/2...
dad is pushing me now to go and learn how to drive, but i'm not in the mood for that yet, first of all , I'm scared! how stupid is that, tell me? I've been through lots of dangerous things in my life, and now i ended up with fear of driving...second, i don't have time. cause that would mean that i would have to spend my free time doing sth i don' t want, don't like...
02-09-2005, 04:05 AM
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