Sideways-sideways :) — Toyota Carina E, 1.6 liter, 1996

Good day to all :)
*Looking ahead, I'll say that there are a lot of bukaf and it's better not to start if you're too lazy :))
Today I'm in a great mood. Why? Yes, I just came home, I was on a date with Karina, on which we spared no effort bending around turns, sideways ... :) I'll tell you in more detail, perhaps.
Today, after the university, upon arrival home, I woke up with an awl in one place (although, it doesn’t sleep with me, to be honest): I want to drive a car. I want everything :) I figured it out. The evening is free, Karina is standing in the parking lot, next to my grandmother's house, the keys to the house. I pick up the phone, I dial my father, I say that I need to go to my granny, for a clipper (it sounds ridiculous, but I don’t know what to call it), I need to trim the facial hair, and at the same time, they say, they can ride the machine a little, I miss her, I say :)
The answer was yes, I put the radio, keys and a pass in my bag (Karina is in a safe place).
I'm walking down the street, already looking forward to how I turn the key in the ignition, The old woman will grumble in response to me. I smile, speed up my step, to get there as soon as possible...
After the next checkpoint, there is very little left and my step becomes even faster.
I go up to her, there in a small layer of snow, I open the door, I sit down. Frozen, dear? Now we'll fix everything. I frantically take out the keys, put them in the lock, turn them on... The starter turned and, lo and behold, the tachometer needle woke up from sleep, and Karinka's heart began to beat at a speed of about 2 thousand beats per minute. Hush, dear ... While I take out the radio, insert the disk, put it in order, the heart began to beat as expected, and the speakers began to emit familiar beats.
Let's take a ride ... I turn the
steering wheel, the power steering was still lazily starting its work, and the box turned on somehow sluggishly, now everything will be in chocolate. Karina rubs her eyes, we enter the next turn and so, slowly but surely, we make a lap of honor in our safe place, where there are no uncles in caps (which is important, because I can’t drive because of my age) and cars don’t drive every 15 seconds .
In general, I made Karina's heart beat faster, working with the accelerator pedal, she obeyed me and did everything that I ordered.
I accelerate, second gear, handbrake, more gas, oO, bulkhead, we get up across the T-junction. It's ridiculous, but it's okay, we continue. In general, for the whole time of pokatushek, I traveled approximately along the same route, in which there were 2, truly interesting turns.
A couple of times I mowed and mowed not weak. Once - I thought I would shy away from the curb with the front wheel (the reason is strong demolition), the second time - it was very dangerous, turning, downhill, standard entry with a handbrake, but busting at the initial speed and all four wheels break into the skid and safely demolishes me ... into a tree. I don’t know where, apparently, reflexively I do everything to stop or take the right trajectory and, lo and behold! I stop half a meter from a wonderful poplar. And what is strange - no fear, it struck me, somehow ...
The rest of the times were quite prosperous, I never experienced this, just a wild buzz, despite the fact that the front-wheel drive and under the hood she does not have 150-200 rabid stallions . Karina has 110 ponies who know their stuff, regardless of their age :)
I understand that it's time to round off and go, put our beauty in place, food, that turn again, I couldn't resist, the steering wheel to the right, the handbrake ... Aaaaa! Takes off his head.
But my conscience would not let me continue the ride. We drive to the house, I park, I'm off the beaten path, a heavy sigh ... Thank you, thank you for not breaking down, for being unpretentious in many matters, thank you. I look out the window, there my grandmother is already waiting for me. I close the car, go out, stroke it around the heart and whisper that I love it :)
Yes, I love it :) Despite her age, she makes me happy. The story ends here, I went to my grandmother, but I probably won’t say anything about what delicious pancakes made with soul ... :)
Unfortunately, there are no photos, because. I was alone, but I think this is not the last time ... * smiled mysteriously *
PS After all this, I checked the spikes, everything seems to be in place. On the rear wheels is Gislaved NF3 (rubber, although not new, but holds the road well), and the front is some simple, but also takes out well :)
PS2 World to all.
PS3 Uraaa, Karinka got 4-!
Thanks to all the generous people.