I kinda miss the feeling of riding around in cheap little cars like that. I had a few friends whose parents would drive us to various events. One had a K-Car, like a Valiant or something - the noise that thing made as it tried to keep up with traffic - it was endearing in its own, four yorkshiremen, kind of way. But it by no means compared to the Suzuki Swift (MT) that one buddy's Dad drove. We'd go on the highway regularly with that thing. Oh, Man, the memories. The risks we took. Get hit by just about anything in that Swift, and we'd all have been dead.
