Short story: Car was bought for £100 out of the need for cheep family transport when I was 1. I 'decided' the car was mine at 6 and learned to drive in it (not on public roads!) at the age of 7. I then spent a few years trying to prevent if from being scraped and after 12 years of service it drastically failed an MOT and was taken of the road. At first we managed to get a parking space off the road at my sisters, then her neighbours got annoyed and just before I lost it I found someone who would let me keep it.... on their field. And there it was for around 10 years (I think). Over this time it did not exactly improve on it's failed MOT.
A while later my parents moved house and a few years later they built a garage so for the first time I had a garage to put it in. Moving it wasn't easy - it had been slightly vandalised (not just by the weather) and had a few bits stolen. They took most of the front suspension components and so part of the car ended up in contact with the grass for a couple of years. After they built the garage I was off to Uni elsewhere so could only work on it at the odd weekend - by the time I got to third year this was reduced to about once a month and in fourth year... well, not managed to work on it once since last summer.
It is now hanging up in the garage and I just hope it has not lost its shape. My first plan was just to put some mental in there and then work my way round doing it properly. I'm not professionally trained and just learned my way around it during a misspent youth with my head in a workshop manual. Anyway... here is 'Mog', taken by me at the ripe old age of 5.... (That rover behind took Mog's wing pretty much clean off once...) [frame]
