Our old car, a '95 Opel Corsa teenytiny rustbucket thingy, had its biannual EU-checkup today. I was very excited to hear how she'd do, since being 16 in car years is like being 86 in people years - and we live in a very damp/raw area of Bergen, where cars rust so quickly it takes 5 (people) years off their lives. It's like being a human and living under a high voltage power mast, or in an area that has been used for illegal toxic waste dumping. They do say that rust = car cancer.
But apparently things weren't so bad - there are some repairs that need to be done, but it's not as awfully expensive as I feared, and I think we'll spring for it. Two more years with our little rustbucket, yay!!! I do like the little car after all. Plus I stuck a Darwin Fish on it, which I love, and hubby won't let me stick one on the new car. Party pooper.
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