People with Volvos

Just more shit to repair when it breaks. The HJ-60 has none. The hand-crank winders for the side windows are so lower-middle-class, but they never fail.

That is so true of most modern cars. My wife has an ancient base model Skoda with hand-wound windows, no central locking etc.

My old Volvo has a 'computer' but diagnostics are made by pressing buttons on it and listening to the sequence of beeps. You can't plug it into anything. In the engine bay, everything is visible. Change a spark plug? There it is. Clean the carb? Remove air filter pipe - there it is.

My more modern Volvo has a problem with the alarm system and immobiliser. It used to immobilise the engine every time the sun came out - now fixed. But the alarm if set by keyfob will activate randomly and open and lock the doors whenever it feels like it. Use the key? No problem.
 
...and 4 door trucks are just SUVs that the Karen-class bourgeoisie use as a feeble attempt to identify with the proletariat.
 
There are advantages to owning older Volvo Estates.

No joyrider or car thief will steal one. they have no street-cred.

Any younger person driving a Volvo estate attracts police interest.

The top spec 850R had a (limited) top speed of 158 mph, but the limiter could be bypassed leading to 180 mph. For what looked like an ordinary Volvo Estate that was impressive.

For a while it was popular with police motorway patrols and bank robbers who could outrun anything the police had except another 850 rR.

I considered buying a low-mileage one that had the limiter removed but the insurance? More than the purchase cost!
 
Reminds me that I had a Mazda sports car.

Changing the plugs required pulling the engine.

Maybe they should have turned to Volvo for the engineering...
 
I used to have an ancient much-modified heavy Wolseley. An idiot pulled out in front of me and I hit the brakes. I had four-wheel disks and a servo.


The other idiot following too close behind in a Ford 100E ran into the back of me. His engine and gearbox hit the deck and his rear wheels and axle went behind his car. It was a write-off. I had a small scratch on my bumper.


A cousin had a Mark 1 Landrover. Its bumpers had been replaced by lengths of railway track. He lost it on black ice. His bumper demolished twenty-five feet of roadside railings. He drove away.

Wolseley. Is that the one with the crank handle? I think we had one of those. Well, not me obviously but my parents I think. Did it have a built-in tyre inflator? Is that the same car or was that a Morris Oxford? I remember thinking the inflator was a brilliant idea.
 
There are advantages to owning older Volvo Estates.

No joyrider or car thief will steal one. they have no street-cred.

Any younger person driving a Volvo estate attracts police interest.

The top spec 850R had a (limited) top speed of 158 mph, but the limiter could be bypassed leading to 180 mph. For what looked like an ordinary Volvo Estate that was impressive.

For a while it was popular with police motorway patrols and bank robbers who could outrun anything the police had except another 850 rR.

I considered buying a low-mileage one that had the limiter removed but the insurance? More than the purchase cost!
I've owned two Volvo estates, great for a family with two kids and two dogs and really comfortable to drive. Both of them did well over 250, 000 miles before I sold them. I had a white 850, which was great fun on the motorway because everyone pulled out of my way, thinking I was a copper. :D
 
Volvos are safer than most automobiles of a similar size. They are proud of the fact that so far, no one has died in a Volvo XC90. By European standards they are enormous tanks.

I don't know about that.
Ask the guy who rear ended the car at over 150 miles an hour in a Corvette.
If I was GM I'd use that in a commercial.

All cars have a safety criteria to meet.
 
Well, Volvo is not Volvo anymore. It's now owned by the Chinese, so it is Volvo in name only.
 
...and Volkswagen to Audi, Bentley, Bugatti, Lamborghini, and Porsche
 
I worked with a guy that drove a Volvo. It was constantly filled with fast food wrappers, diapers, work papers, dirty clothes and crap. We called it the rolling commode. In the event of a crash he would surely survive the impact but die in a firey french fry grease fire. :)

I used to drive a crappy Capri (in High School and soon after). I very much enjoyed the car but I threw all that shit down into the passenger seat gully in the very same way. As if that section were a trash can.

Then I got a prized and speedy 240Z. I would NEVER treat this car the same as the last. Except I did. Identically. Interesting part about the 240Z, the window in the back - was all over top of the trunk. So I had shit all over the place back there also that was especially visible. (Some guy wrote a book about it. Well, some guy wrote a book and a very large part of a certain character within that was totally grifted from the back of my trunk in that 240Z, or the appearance of it anyway).

Then I got a van. Guess what happened to the van? Besides lots of fucking and sucking and heavy metal concert memories?

Then I got - no vehicle at all! The van burned down (true story; had something to do with bad management). I was living near the beach in San Diego so I only rode a bike around. Why bother with 4 wheels? That bike though? It got dirty.

And THEN. Well. I got another van (following some very challenging episodes that make you grow up after far too many decades of not doing so). And THIS time?

Well... at least I change the oil when I'm supposed to.

Boys will be boys, ya know?
 
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