Saab 9000 the famous one

There I was some years ago, 5, maybe 6 I cannot recall. But there it was. A Saab 9000 on ebay very cheap.

Hatchback, phase 1, 2 litre (non turbo) automatic. Not the best model but dammit, it was still a Saab 9k!

At the time I had 3/4 other cars so getting another to dump at my mums wasn't the best idea, however a car of this calibre cannot be so easily passed.

And so began the e-mails to and from the seller who went all quiet. The car had its problems, which is why it was so cheap, however someone else got the high bid.

Cry? No. Did I die a little inside? Yes.

However I was emailed by the seller a few days later.

Turned out some guy from Engerland had come up but refused to drive it away due to an apparent concentration of the Police force on the motorway.

So I grabbed my mum and off to sunny Irvine I aimed the sky blue 19.

I had been told by the seller there was still 2 months mot on the car and the tax was about to run out but the offside front suspension had collapsed. So I sensibly prepared for the trip to collect the car, armed with a sandwich and 2 bottles of juice we arrived.

There it was, in all its dirty (been laid up) glory, I was frankly moist, not due to a bladder issue but shear sexual excitment of laying my eyes upon this wonderous machine.

So met the guy, get a look round it say that the offside front spring had dropped off the struts seat, take it for a test drive, he really didn't want to go out in it as it was 'a death trap' - fool. It started right up on the button, however the petrol lights on, I informed the seller by saying, "the petrol lights on" as one does.

So to the petrol station in the chariot we went. He put petrol in, £30 actually, that took the needle up to just over halfway on the gauge. A thirsty beast said I.

So after our 1/2 mile test drive and back at his house, so began the bartering. He wanted £100, I laughed heartily and told the peasant no chance. Eventually due to my amazing ability to haggle we settled on £25. Yes £25 and yes he had just put £30 of petrol into the car, so I got a free car and a fivers worth of fuel for my £25.

My mum was to follow in the sky blue 19 whilst I pointed the vast bonnet towards home ready to mow down any rogue peasants that crossed my path. So listening to my own advice I set a strict speed limit of 90 mph, so over the Braes I went on my silver monster with my sky blue beast following. The handling due to the fact it was on the front bumpstops was nothing short of amazing. Never had I thought a car of such mass and balloon tyres could corner like that.

Back home it was time to show off the beast. Everything worked apart from the nearside rear locking and window, the underbonnet light and some switch lights.

Simon (blue ph1 megane cabby 2l 16V) arrived and kicked the offside door and promptly put a hole in it, hes lucky I never put a hole in his cranium.

After toasting my posterior and back in my heated seats the beast was parked up.

An exciting day.