First day in mechanicing school should be devoted to spelling ābrakesā correctly
Polish
Funnily enough a polish guy told me never trust a polish mechanic. Dunno if thereās any basis for it.
There is shocking value out there in that People Carrier / SUV segment at the minute chief. Especially in AWD/4WD.
Iām assuming this wonāt be the main household vehicle?
If so, have you considered a Pajero or Landcruiser in passenger?
as in no value?
Had a scan through carzone & Donedeal and I saw nothing that stood out value wise. Shocking poor pick of them too imo.
I had a Moldovan mechanic for years
No issues
V much cheaper and more reliable than the local yokels
Serge
Still in business on the Ballinrea rd
Past the cemetery
Know a few decent Irish ones aswell but tbh know 2cunts in cork who need a batin
Like dentists or doctors you learn from experience whoās good or average or awful
Meanthewhile
Any European city really. The car parks are for small cars only really. The Golf is the perfect size for European travel.
Couldnāt believe how narrow the streets and parking spaces were in Lisbon. Not many BMW or Audi saloons about the place
I remember going over to Barcelona for a music festival nearly twenty years ago. I couldnāt get over the way they parked. Every car bumper to bumper. You werenāt getting out of a space without getting a few scratches and dents. Nobody seemed to give a fuck. Mainly hatchbacks. We might be a bit too precious about the car in this country.
The Cuntagetinta
Driving a big car in Europe is such a waste. Unless youāve a long motorway journey maybe, and even then just get the fecking train. Either in a city or on a tight, winding hill road, a small yoke is your only man
I went looking for a parking space in Split, Croatia one night a few years ago. I was in a Suzuki Swift but the roads there made me feel like I was driving an arctic lorry.
Found a little alleyway that looked a little like a lay-by, with cars parked along both sides of it. It was tight as fuck to drive up it but I figured there must be a space up there. Not only was there not a single space, there was also no exit at the top. I reversed about 200 yards, in the dark, with about 6 inches of space either side of the car to come back out. Most stressful bit of driving Iāve ever done
Iām disappointed my white Fiat Uno in Paris quip was ignored and garnered one like.
This place is just royalist quislings and Marxist agitators now.
What was the joke?
Princess Dianaās death.
He was reaching.