My first car

I married Kristina when I was 24 and we bought a green Opel of some sort for about £300. The guy who sold it only promised that it would last the year, but we were poor and needed to go places. The gear shift constantly rattled and the engine stopped every time I turned right. It was extremely annoying, but we actually loved that it was so quaint – it meant that we always had some funny story to tell others about our car. I love the memories of the trips we took back then, when one of us had to constantly keep a hand on the gear to keep the noise down and I had to carefully plan my right turns. Turning right to go uphill was never really an option. But sometimes we had to. Great fun and lots of stories.