My first two cars were Vauxhalls like these:
Grandad.
One has the badge that gets nicked, one has a little lion guy(?) waving a flag.
My dad used to have a blue Cavalier like the second type. It got nicked and torched with one of my teddies in the glove box. Thankfully the police managed to recover my slightly singed cuddly toy.
27 I was, etc
It’s only like 3 square inches
Fuck off
Got stuck behind a Vauxhall Corsa when I was out driving last week. Had loads of black smoke billowing from out it’s exhaust. Was worried it was about to explode or something
Not a Mk2 cavalier fan huh?
These are the real Vauxhall Corsa
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Sometimes I go a walk from a busyish road out into the wilderness and when I come back the smell of fumes hits me about 50-100 yards from the road. Wonder what that would have been like in the 90s or earlier?
Yes, really notice the smell whenever a classic car drives back me. Old-school leaded petrol reeks
Always remember some exhaust pipes smelling like eggy farts back in the day too.
They’re called Opel now
Opel Fruits?
Starburst
You know what I miss, Joosters