Why?Years ago you could buy a car at auction with not a lot of ID. As long as it still had some tax and MOT on it and you had a trader’s insurance policy that allowed you to drive anything, it was quite possible to buy an old shitter under a made up name, use it until it died and then dump it (on someone’s driveway who you disliked) with zero consequences.
My cousin did this for years. He’s a car trader and would travel all over the country to collect cars he’d bought. It was cheaper to buy a shit car at an auction and dump it at his destination, than to buy a train ticket.
This was especially the case when travelling to airports and having to pay for airport parking.
So one day we’re in this very tasteful brown Ford Sierra Estate that cost the grand total of 25 quid, driving to Luton Airport. The plan is to leave it in the long stay car park (because it’s gonna be staying there a long time), fly to the continent and then drive home in some newly purchased supercars and/or classics, which will then be sold for a profit.
The stereo on this Sierra starts playing up. I don’t recall if it had a CD player, but I decided to fix it with the tools I had to hand (a wheel brace) while my cousin drove.
Turns out you can remove quite a lot of the dashboard while doing 70 along the M4.
By the time we got to the airport I’d pretty much dismantled the entire interior
I’d had a few beers and it passed the time.