Nowadays as soon as they pass out, first stop is to a proper dealer and buy a 2002 Vauxhaul Corsa. Normally in black to give the impression that the driver is wrestling with more than just a Singer Sewing machine under the hood. But at least they are reliable...... Back in the good old days, after arriving in Germany in 1988, the first car I bought was an ex-Wermacht Kubelwagen for 600DM, purely as I wanted to feel like an extra from Where Eagles Dare. It was held together with Blu-Tac and bird pooh! Naturally, my folly was exposed when it caught fire on the side of the road in the Harz Mountains and other than my BFG license, I hadn't even thought of ADAC. Only then I discovered that Sgt 'Bob' Martin, the Regimental Chippy, had a veritable showroom of clapped out classics which he was ready to sell me, including a Citroen Dyane in powder blue, with only brakes on the front as I found to my horror whilst pelting down route 2. The situation did not improve back in Blighty where a garage in Amesbury would cheerfully sell you a 1982 Cortina on the understanding that if after a weekend away and you managed to bring it back in one piece you could swap it + tens of Â£Â£'s for yet another relic of Britains motoring heriatge. I'm sure that everyone out there bought a lemon that was held together by two woodworm shaking hands, but at the time it was freedom at the weekends away from garrison towns.