A Range Rover with a V8 in mint green and a satellite phone taking up the middle console from 1989.
Dad got into a fit when I managed to activate it as teen and Mom and I called him from the car when he was at work: "Are you crazy!? One minute costs like 10 Marks. Hang. The. Heck. UP!"
It was made when I was 6, and we bought in the beginning 1990s, when I was 9 or 10.
I drove it the very first time with 13, in the local vineyards with Dad.
It was the first car I legally drove after getting my driver's license in 3/2003... and I drove it till its brakes were irreparable, and Dad took it from me and had it geschrottet.
Ja ja, I know. Germans and their cars... gawddamn awful.
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