Bad Reputation.

A coworker of mine has figured me out. Last week he came up to me and said "Oh, I saw a car the other day and thought of you!". I knew exactly where he was going with that statement, he had surely seen a beat-up old wreck of car for sale for a couple hundred euros somewhere and thought "Well there's something that only Paul could like."

Bingo.

It was a 1970's Renault R5, the predecessor to the Renault Super 5, which was known as "Le Car" in North America in the late 1980s and early 1990s. While I am fan of the slightly more modern Super 5, and still see many on the roads, I have always loved the 'original' 5. They are becoming quite a rare sight on the roads, so I was glad to hear there were still a few around.

This isn't the first time I have heard the "Oh hey, I have a car for you!" line. I've become known as the person to turn to when someone has an old pile of scrap metal on wheels to get rid of. I once had a coworker tell me that anytime he saw a new strange little car show up in the parking lot that he automatically knew it was mine. I suppose it is good to be known for something, and I can think of worse reputations than that!

My R5 source is going to try and find the owner and get me his phone number next week, so with luck I'll be able to go and check this one out. Apparently it's a white 3-door, which is great news, because I much prefer the 3-door to the 5-door version. And if it doesn't work out or has been sold, it's no big deal... it's only a matter of time before someone comes up to me again and says "Hey, I know of the perfect car for you...!"