Cars of the Past.

Was discussing with a friend our old cars and I've come to the conclusion the youth of today are missing out on the excitement we had.
My first car was a Hillman Hunter,  my girlfriend (now my wife) at the time used to carry a small crow bar in her handbag to open the door. Then I changed to  the same car with twin carbs, cost £250 went to insure it and nearly died, it was a sports car. Put in the engine from the old car before it was scrapped but it kept dying on use. Had a air lock in the petrol pump so you had to take off the top to let the air out then it would run until next time. Managed to sell it for the price I'd paid for it after my girl friend painted the wheels with white gloss.
Girlfriend and I went to evening class for car maintenance!
Mark 3 Cortina, picked it up from the car sales place after work, the owner drove out in front of us. Went to put in in gear and the gear leaver fell out. Got it fixed, ran for a while then broke down on a moorland road in thick snow. Fortunately a passing Land Rover towed us all the way home.
My girlfriend, now my wife was out in it one Sunday while I relaxed at home came tapping on the window with the gear stick.
Next a bright yellow Ford, which was more filler than metal.
In the mean time my wife had acquired cheap from work  a posh (for us) Datsun (Nisson now). The problem with that was it would rain in, roundabouts were terrible the water would just shift from one side of the foot well to the other.
Next installment soon.