24-01-2014, 03:07 PM
Hey I'm from Northern Ireland, 17 and already onto my second 306.
This is my old XUD
This is the cleanest pic I have of that car because the first day I drove it the engine loom melted due to dodgy fuel pump wiring from previous owner and when I got it back from getting the new engine loom fitted I got a bit carried away and wrote her off at top end. Hit a big stone pillar and smashed it into pieces.
Here it is after the crash
Really miss that car. It was a Meridian and had the real nice half leather seats and wood dash. It was just so nice to sit in.
Anyway I had to claim insurance because the guy who's pillar I hit claimed £2,500 off me... w**nker...
So when the money came through I got an HDI, my current car. Got it completely standard.
Its still pretty much standard except for that I've colour coded the roof spoiler. Alloys in the process of being resprayed and looking into mapping etc.
This is what I imagine in will look like by summer
No more silly driving in this one though, too scared of writing off again. Thanks for reading
This is my old XUD
This is the cleanest pic I have of that car because the first day I drove it the engine loom melted due to dodgy fuel pump wiring from previous owner and when I got it back from getting the new engine loom fitted I got a bit carried away and wrote her off at top end. Hit a big stone pillar and smashed it into pieces.
Here it is after the crash
Really miss that car. It was a Meridian and had the real nice half leather seats and wood dash. It was just so nice to sit in.
Anyway I had to claim insurance because the guy who's pillar I hit claimed £2,500 off me... w**nker...
So when the money came through I got an HDI, my current car. Got it completely standard.
Its still pretty much standard except for that I've colour coded the roof spoiler. Alloys in the process of being resprayed and looking into mapping etc.
This is what I imagine in will look like by summer
No more silly driving in this one though, too scared of writing off again. Thanks for reading