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Downside? Rust—bloody hell, it rots faster than a wet sarnie. Broke down on me once—middle of nowhere, rain pissin’ down. Fumin’, I was—kicked the tyre, hurt me toe, looked a right tit. But when it ran? Bliss—cheap, cheerful, pure *joie de vivre*. Mate, if I could, I’d drive one round Paris, Jesse-style, blarin’ tunes, confusin’ the French—*Liberté!*

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