Just over a year ago, the time came for a new car. Since I enjoy “messing about in bolts”, I decided to plump for the make with the worst reliability reputation, and bought a Vauxhall Victor 2000 SL Estate. Following a thorough post-delivery survey, I found that the heater control cable was kinked; all else was in order—to my dismay.
Since the car’s delivery, in February, 1970, the mileage covered has reached 30,000; visits to the garage averaging two per week… for petrol, consumed at the rate of 27 m.p.g. I have tried to drive the car to destruction—Lincoln to Argyllshire between 9.30 a.m. and 7.00 p.m., fully loaded, with stops for meals, in all 361 miles; habitual loads of five to six hundredweight from Sussex to Cornwall, covering the 200 miles in four hours, and so on. It just will not go wrong!
Shortage of destruction is driving me to distraction!