My first car was a C reg Renault 5 that was given to me by the father of some friend of my sister. I went out to Reading to pick it up and found that the guy was a bit of a tinkerer and as things on the car had broken he’d fixed them himself. The headlights were operated by an old fashioned lightswitch like this:
which he’d glued in after the original dial one broke.
The passenger door wouldn’t close from the inside, it needed literally kicking shut so was pretty much unusable. He pointed all this stuff out to me, I started it up and drove it home. Except he’d obviosuly warmed it up beforehand cos next time I went to drive it it wouldn’t start. Used to take about 5 mins of me sitting there turning it over to start it each time! It also had a nasty habit of overheating spectcularly, giving off clouds of steam.
God it was shit. However it was pretty good off-road cos of the narrow tyres and relatively high body. Found that out when we got back to the car after a night ride at Swinley and found we were locked in to the car park – had to do some creative off road driving to get out! 🙂