
On 3rd September 2015 I went to view what would soon become my first car, after finding it on a classic car auction site.
As it was fairly close to home, a friend of mine drove me to St. Albans in her 1974 Volkswagen Beetle.
I had a look around the car and couldn’t see anything immediately obvious that needed doing, although I wasn’t exactly sure what to look at on a car, especially one of this age.
The motor had an MOT, the owner took us for a spin around St Albans, and my friend -who claimed to have at least some experience in restoring classic cars- assured me it was in decent condition.
It seemed to drive pretty well, surely it wasn’t so bad!
As somebody with no mechanical or car-related knowledge at the time, I was relying on my friend’s advice to be fairly sound and at least based on something, but I later found out that this was completely incorrect, and it was more of a case of there not being much right with the car at all.