The natural choice was an 80's classic car, good looking so it can garner looks on todays roads but also fun to drive.
The Porsche 944 ticked all the boxes.
An ebay search began and turned up a surprising amount of cars for sale. Given I would have a modest budget (read under £1k) it was never going to be a showroom model right out the box. The first auction I entered was for a white 944S2. It had accident damage to the bottom left corner but other than that looked good. It was listed at £800 but bidding soon went up. I backed out at my max and the car eventually sold for £1.3k. Nightmare.
A couple of days passed and another 944 came up, this time correctly paintedin Guards Red. It was also listed at £800 but had no bids. It looked in fairly good condition though some of the paintwork was a bit suspect. I waitd till there was only 2 hours to go and stuck in the required £800. A few nervous hours (including me raising the maximum I wold pay to £900) and the car was mine (in principle anyway).
Friday came along and I set off for the big smoke with the old man in tow. A fairly cursory inspection of the car yielded no major problems, no rust, mechanically ok at first glance and dodgy paintwork.
Sod it, might as well go for it.
£800 later and she's mine and I've now got to try anddrive it 230 miles home. Tried to leave but the battery had gone flat (not the best of starts) but with a jump and a quick application of £85 worth of petrol she was away.
Radio doesn't work. I have no idea how to pop up the lights. I can't turn the heater off full. The sunroof is open and I can't close it. It is rush hour. I have no sat nav with me. my phone has run out of batery (as I was using it to play music).
All the above were conquered and the 944 arrived back in Manchester in one piece, no issues other than those above and I've got a big smile on my face.
Textbook.
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