My husband came home with a white "thing" that had four wheels not so long ago. He said it was a car. I love my husband and so chose to believe him. He said that he had paid £50 for it and I laughed for many minutes. This "car" has not failed to start on any morning that it has been called upon, be it icy, rainy or sunny. My husband, bless, calls it the "Millenium Falcon". (A reference to a really shabby space ship that just keeps on going - Star Wars, I think?)