Old cars that just depress you.
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It's a weird title I know, but the current attitude by many seems to be "oo it's old, it must be a classic", which is not always true.
I'm talking about older cars (not necessarily greater than 20 years old) that you look at and feel depressed. Some examples: The mk4/5 Ford Escort, 3 door moreso for some reason; The Nissan Sunny; The Vauxhall Cavalier (1988-1995), specifically the hatchback.
I don't know what it is, but I look at those cars, and a sense of melancholy comes over me. Maybe it's the general shabby state of the cars, maybe it's the general shabby state of the owners. I don't know. Anyone got any others that just depress them?
I'm talking about older cars (not necessarily greater than 20 years old) that you look at and feel depressed. Some examples: The mk4/5 Ford Escort, 3 door moreso for some reason; The Nissan Sunny; The Vauxhall Cavalier (1988-1995), specifically the hatchback.
I don't know what it is, but I look at those cars, and a sense of melancholy comes over me. Maybe it's the general shabby state of the cars, maybe it's the general shabby state of the owners. I don't know. Anyone got any others that just depress them?
Triumph Man said:
It's a weird title I know, but the current attitude by many seems to be "oo it's old, it must be a classic", which is not always true.
I'm talking about older cars (not necessarily greater than 20 years old) that you look at and feel depressed. Some examples: The mk4/5 Ford Escort, 3 door moreso for some reason; The Nissan Sunny; The Vauxhall Cavalier (1988-1995), specifically the hatchback.
I don't know what it is, but I look at those cars, and a sense of melancholy comes over me. Maybe it's the general shabby state of the cars, maybe it's the general shabby state of the owners. I don't know. Anyone got any others that just depress them?
Most cars do, I find it very difficult to get excited about cars unless they are the sports type or stand out from the crowd. I also cannot get excited about some of the cars that seem to have heaps of praise on here like old TVR's and MX-5's.I'm talking about older cars (not necessarily greater than 20 years old) that you look at and feel depressed. Some examples: The mk4/5 Ford Escort, 3 door moreso for some reason; The Nissan Sunny; The Vauxhall Cavalier (1988-1995), specifically the hatchback.
I don't know what it is, but I look at those cars, and a sense of melancholy comes over me. Maybe it's the general shabby state of the cars, maybe it's the general shabby state of the owners. I don't know. Anyone got any others that just depress them?
The Volvo 343. I don't care that you can buy a pristine garaged example from a blue rinser for 55p, weld up the diff and go drifting, because no matter what it is being used for the car is so imbued with a sense of its own shame that even a picture of the interior can depress me for several hours.
The switches all sigh with the knowledge that all the functions they command will be disappointing. The steering wheel is sad, knowing that it will only ever make bad mechanisms point bad wheels in directions to take a bad car places it wasn't worth going.
Even the pattern of the steel wheels has a certain apologetic shame about the existence of the car to it. 340s smell as well, a constant low stench of despair pervades them as if the appearance and the tormented, fatalistic moan of the engine and the sobbing creaks of the chassis weren't enough to let on as to just how ashamed this car is of itself.
The switches all sigh with the knowledge that all the functions they command will be disappointing. The steering wheel is sad, knowing that it will only ever make bad mechanisms point bad wheels in directions to take a bad car places it wasn't worth going.
Even the pattern of the steel wheels has a certain apologetic shame about the existence of the car to it. 340s smell as well, a constant low stench of despair pervades them as if the appearance and the tormented, fatalistic moan of the engine and the sobbing creaks of the chassis weren't enough to let on as to just how ashamed this car is of itself.
Timberwolf said:
The Volvo 343. I don't care that you can buy a pristine garaged example from a blue rinser for 55p, weld up the diff and go drifting, because no matter what it is being used for the car is so imbued with a sense of its own shame that even a picture of the interior can depress me for several hours.
The switches all sigh with the knowledge that all the functions they command will be disappointing. The steering wheel is sad, knowing that it will only ever make bad mechanisms point bad wheels in directions to take a bad car places it wasn't worth going.
Even the pattern of the steel wheels has a certain apologetic shame about the existence of the car to it. 340s smell as well, a constant low stench of despair pervades them as if the appearance and the tormented, fatalistic moan of the engine and the sobbing creaks of the chassis weren't enough to let on as to just how ashamed this car is of itself.
Just how Douglas Adams would have described those old beasts. Bravo.The switches all sigh with the knowledge that all the functions they command will be disappointing. The steering wheel is sad, knowing that it will only ever make bad mechanisms point bad wheels in directions to take a bad car places it wasn't worth going.
Even the pattern of the steel wheels has a certain apologetic shame about the existence of the car to it. 340s smell as well, a constant low stench of despair pervades them as if the appearance and the tormented, fatalistic moan of the engine and the sobbing creaks of the chassis weren't enough to let on as to just how ashamed this car is of itself.
DamienB said:
Timberwolf said:
The Volvo 343. I don't care that you can buy a pristine garaged example from a blue rinser for 55p, weld up the diff and go drifting, because no matter what it is being used for the car is so imbued with a sense of its own shame that even a picture of the interior can depress me for several hours.
The switches all sigh with the knowledge that all the functions they command will be disappointing. The steering wheel is sad, knowing that it will only ever make bad mechanisms point bad wheels in directions to take a bad car places it wasn't worth going.
Even the pattern of the steel wheels has a certain apologetic shame about the existence of the car to it. 340s smell as well, a constant low stench of despair pervades them as if the appearance and the tormented, fatalistic moan of the engine and the sobbing creaks of the chassis weren't enough to let on as to just how ashamed this car is of itself.
Just how Douglas Adams would have described those old beasts. Bravo.The switches all sigh with the knowledge that all the functions they command will be disappointing. The steering wheel is sad, knowing that it will only ever make bad mechanisms point bad wheels in directions to take a bad car places it wasn't worth going.
Even the pattern of the steel wheels has a certain apologetic shame about the existence of the car to it. 340s smell as well, a constant low stench of despair pervades them as if the appearance and the tormented, fatalistic moan of the engine and the sobbing creaks of the chassis weren't enough to let on as to just how ashamed this car is of itself.
vixen1700 said:
Most old Vauxhalls really. A marque that probably has the least appeal of anything to me.
A dislike that probably stems back to childhood when my father went to order a Viva and they couldn't deliver it on time, so he bought a Citroen GS instead.
Yeah, Vauxhalls. For some reason I just don't get them and never have (though their more recent efforts seem to be OK)A dislike that probably stems back to childhood when my father went to order a Viva and they couldn't deliver it on time, so he bought a Citroen GS instead.
richardxjr said:
No. Most people think if it's old it's shagged. New cars just depress me. And that's just seeing and hearing them, before we get on to the financial suicide involved in buying them.
There's many a time I've rushed across a busy car park with kids-in-tow, passing the rows of silver Euro-boxes, just to take a look at some brown BL thing that should have died years ago.Old cars have style (good or bad) whereas most modern cars are just bland. example : I went to Castle Donington classic last month. In the car park I stopped to look at the McLaren MP4, and the old Lotus Europa, but walked straight past all the various Porsches parked up (besides the 2.7 RS - yummy).
escortwagon said:
Triumph Man said:
The mk4/5 Ford Escort, 3 door moreso for some reason
i do agree there was some tragic tat in the late 80s though. But I feel the same as richardxjr, modern cars make me feel worse, they're just so bloody soulless and ugly
Much hate for volvo hatches on here! My mother had a succession of volvo 360s with the 2.0l engine and they were actually really good. Some friends also had a tuned one with lifted suspension and a rally handbrake for off road trialling which was awesome fun. They are superbly comfy and indestructible, my mother reversed one into a big tree at some speed, the tree lost badly and the only damage to the car was the rear foglight! The 340 1.4 and 1.7 are awfully slow though.
richardxjr said:
No. Most people think if it's old it's shagged. New cars just depress me. And that's just seeing and hearing them, before we get on to the financial suicide involved in buying them.
Agreed. 
I often walk to the village post office and look at the cars parked or driving through the village thinking 'would I want to own that?' It is a very rare occasion that I say 'yes' to myself. However, I find the Vauxhall Corsa and Nova particularly depressing; in a 'you really must be desperate to buy that' way. Even though I know a brand new, well specced Corsa cost more to by than one of my cars - I still find them depressing.
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