The only car I have ever owned that someone lost. No, really.
It was a moss-covered Mercedes. It’s a play on words, geddit?
It was a high-end, quality automobile. It also smelled like wee inside.
Look like a mob boss or Sir Lordypants Alan Sweeter, despite the fact you work part time at Greggs.
It was £300, so what the hell was I expecting?
If you buy one only to have someone call you a hairdresser, give them a slap. They couldn’t be more wrong.
Because driving isn’t much fun unless you look like a gangster.
Like the old one, but with more Golf underneath it and more water cooling the engine.