Little did it know, I love it quite a bit and I'd call on help from an Uncle and a head gasket set to restore its ability to function just like all of its mates do.
Now, though, having sat around for six months eating cake and biscuits and thinking it had been abandoned. It's developed a nasty habit, and for those of you asking - it's probably because the battery went flat, and the car needs to do around 200 miles before the ECU will have re learnt how to mix fuel and air correctly. Being a FIAT of course, this isn't much of a shock.
This, I'm afraid, is the result when you leave a car's electrics and computing design to the local nursery and spend all of your time wandering around a mood room designing the car to look like a fat woman bending over in a skirt.
Worrying part is, it's got an MOT to pass on Monday. I'm not looking forward to the emissions test.
