Guy calls me this morning while at auction. Do I still have a silver Astra estate with a rubbish Fiat engine? (Yes, I bloody well do, had it a million years) I mean, absolutely sir! Can I come over this afternoon? (he's keen!) Yes. Great. 2pm? 2pm it is.
Chap turns up just gone 2. Firm enough hand shake but has all the demeanour of someone terribly picked on at school. Alarm bells went when his wife remained in the car. Air raid sirens rang when I heard him start and stop the car 6 times. Nuclear holocaust when he held the revs at red line for at least 5 seconds. "Is everything okay?". "Very good, may I test drive?" .... oooo, Mojo, you're onto a winner here. Side note: first test driver ever to take his Sat Nav... "just incase"
He comes back, talks with his wife who remains in the car annnnnddd
"Hmm, well, it's got a few things wrong so I think I'll leave it" "Such as? I don't mean to doubt you but I drove the car before you arrived because you had quite a journey so I didn't want to waste your time and I didn't notice any issues aside the air con needing a regas" "That's one thing, the clutch seems high (it isn't) the 3rd gear synchro is noisey (utter bollocks) and there's some noise of the front suspension and (...)(that's a pause) well, the thing is I'm buying it for my daughter in law and I've been looking for several months, if it was for me I'd have bought it........ blah blah blah"
DO ONE YOU TIME WASTING BOLLOCKLESS DIRECTIONLESS EXCUSE MAKING CAR REVVING STOP START PILLOCK!