Captain Doobie's Automotive Reviews, Part 1.

The 1987 Lada Samara was the first (and last) attempt by the Russians to break into the highly lucrative Australian hatchback market. Constructed entirely from melted down T-74s and plastic bags, the front-wheel-drive, 4 cylinder hatchback was extremely parsimonious if run on vodka. When run on petrol however it was cantankerous, troublesome and had a marked tendency to simply stop at the most inconvenient place possible, in order to fall to pieces. The spread of rust on the body was measured in kilometers per hour. To make matters worse, with the fall of the Communist apparatus which held them up, the company ceased antipodean trading in 1989, invalidating any warranty remaining and generally being given a hero's sendoff. Several survive today as farm tractors, smash-up derby cars and chicken coops around the country. Believe it or not, all were imported by a company run by Peter Brock, and about the only useful purpose they ever served was to show that the King Of The Mountain could also stuff things up without the benefit of any crystals or magnets whatsoever.

Well well well. A blog. Gosh.

What should I do with it? Something nefarious, no doubt. Subversive. Possibly tedious.

Scratch that. Definitely tedious. Truth be told, i'm bored already.

I suppose I should use the first entry to explain why i'm doing all this. To let you all in on the grand master plan. So I won't. You'll just have to read along and find out for yourself. Now, some of you migt say that this looks as though I don't have a plan. And you'd be wrong. I do, I just don't wish to disclose it right now. You'll have to come along for the ride. Keep your eyes peeled: there may be cake.