I was born 15 years ago in Spain. My first man was from Belgium. He took good care of me and never let me down. But one day he decided that I am too old and sold me away. I cried for two weeks and I lost all my antifreeze liquid. But I recovered and I went to Romania. I got here in June: nice weather, nice people... A woman was my first owner here. She was nice but 2000 miles/year was not enough for me. So I started causing her troubles of all kind. And she sold me away too.
The man who took me hated me. And I can't see the reason. He treated me bad and I got mad! He sold me for almost nothing.
And now we come to my last owner, Razy. He is a very young reporter and he loves me very much. He put me on wheels again, repaired my engine, my brakes ... almost everything. He travels a lot and I am glad I can help him. OH! I forgot! I have a 1.6 diesel engine. But it is powerful enough to pull an enormous Volvo for 20 miles.
Razy even wanted me to "eat" water (he got me into a small lake). I really tried but... no U-boat talent. This winter my diesel fuel frozen but Razy managed to keep me working (great guy, isn't he?). With me he'll become a great mechanic because I try his skills almost every day. No wonder he sometimes gets mad! But he's not ill-tempered (fortunately). So... I like Romania. If I stay here long enough maybe I'll vote one day... who knows....

Razvan Vlad