My first car! I kinda miss it. That’s the car that my wife learned how to drive. And my first contact with mechanical breakdowns and understanding how things work.
From my older brother, it was sold to my middle brother who sold it to me. My parents help me buy it.
These wheels look nice, but it was a pain because they were a bit bent and I would have to constantly battle with flat tires.
It used to run on LPG, and I would spend almost nothing on constant trips between Porto Alegre and Florianópolis. Around 600km.
I crashed it, and spend way more than I should bringing it back to life from the ashes of hell. One lesson learn… don’t attach yourself too much to material stuff, sell it, buy another.
But it came back to life. I remove the LPG because the motor was dying, and it lasted a little longer.
My dad bought it from me later on, the motor died and it had a second life with a tuned buggy motor. (it was awesome fast)
And, every bloody time I would lend this car from my dad, it would brake on me, and I would end up fixing it again, and again, and again…
I do miss it!
