Oh fuck yeah.
Cost me peanuts, rapid for an executive saloon, was in lovely nick, perfect leather, electric everything, would cruise in silence at 140 without a drama.

Problem was I ended up having to buy my dad's more or less brand new car off him, couldn't sanction keeping 3 cars at the time and it needed the front brakes and drop links rebuilding by that point. Parts were more than the car was worth so I gave it away.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Thu 9 Jan 2014, 11:24, Reply)