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50 year old boy racer


I've never been into cars. They're good for getting you somewhere quickly and without getting soaked in the all too common Scottish weather. But they're expensive, polluting and make you lazy.


We've mostly been a one car family, and this suits me; it keeps things simple. I've been happy to stick my headphones on, relax on the train, or clear my head with a bracing walk.


Unfortunately work changed, it's harder to get there on foot and public transport, so we had to get another car.


Cheapness and reliability don't always make a great couple, but I spotted a 2005 Nissan Almera for sale with under 50,000 on the clock. And at a good price too. SOLD!


It's been 3 or 4 months and it's been fine. A bit clunky, and an adventurous, albeit sluggish drive, but it gets me there. One time I left the lights on and had to get a jumpstart, but that's about all the trouble I've had.


So now it's started making a different kind of noise; not a terrible noise, or the general creaking I've become used to: a roaring noise akin to the boy racers we all tut and shake our heads about. Now I'm no boy racer. I'm 50 years old and get a bit scared when I go over 60 miles an hour, so this isn't a welcome addition.


Not knowing much about cars doesn't help either. Is it a hole in the exhaust, a broken manifold or a bust aerial? I don't know, but I do know that I'm going to have to get it fixed and this is another expense I could do without. My youthful looks will only let me get away with the boy racer mantle for so long.


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