I had a friend who had been training at Johns gym for a year or so and to be honest he was getting proper boring - constantly telling me about this fella Baxter who trained there - how big he was what a great bloke he was etc etc.He described his physique as looking as though someone had stuck buns on his arms and shoulders ! Then one day my friend tells me that his mate Baxter has a car that he wants to get rid of - it was a Sierra and it apparently ran ok and was in quite good condition with nothing needing doing to it, all this at a bargain price of £100 - how can that NOT be a bargain. It was all arranged Dave would pop the car round to me one evening. The very next night there was a knock on my door and I opened the door to Dave Baxter - half man half mountain - with the face of a bulldog - I remember thinking that he was exactly as my friend had described - only bigger and just so friendly and warm. The deal was done I gave him £100 cash and he shook my hand and with a twinkle in his eye he was gone. The next morning I was up at the crack of dawn and as I left the house I had a quick look at my 'bargain' Sierra. Oh my god what a piece of junk it had a flat tyre - every panel was dented and rusty - it smoked and rattled I can honestly say I had never bought such a crap car - and those who know me know I have had more cars than I have had hot dinners (Including Victory V's in between). I decided to park the thing up at the end of the road marked it up for sale at £100 or near offer - I was not optimistic as the battery had gone flat and the engine had more leaks than a Welsh harvest festival. After a week or two I got a call from a fella and the upshot of the deal was I walked away with £10 cash and a set of saucepans !! Dave and I laughed about our 1st encounter on many an occasion - I am so glad I bought that old car - the worst car ever but I got so much more than a set of saucepans. Bob xxx