And well, I just wanted to help them advertise as they've helped us in countless of times where my mum smashed her car into things. For example, when she reversed into our gate and pushed it for like 2 metres. The gate is now held up by two massive pot plants on either side. Or when she scraped the side of the car along our screwed over mailbox, which is screwed over mainly because she always smashes into it. Or when she smashed our side mirrors onto someone else's side mirrors, causing our side mirrors to fall off and dangle by these random cords.
ANYWAYS, here's a tour of the courtesy car
That there you see is the gear change lever thingo. It looks totally normal right now but NOT ONLY does it go up and down very easily, it was also flexible enough to go LEFT and RIGHT. So you pretty much could just SHAKE IT AROUND. Which apparently is bad, because if you change the gears while driving it'd like RIP EVERYTHING TO SHREDS and that would be ashame because then we'd have to get a NEW courtesy car and I was quite fond of this one :DAnyways, my dad PROHIBITED me to play with it, because after playing with it once, the car engine died for like 2 seconds and everything went silent and we all looked at each other and then it was reBORNED and went VRRRRM ;D
Now see that photo of the compartment thing that they have in cars to keep hidden things like drugs. It looks perfectly fine doesn't it? I THINK NOT D:<<<<<< AND NO, I did not break it myself D:<
(And if you're thinking what's wrong with it, that's not how you're MEANT to open it)
Not only did they have an easy-to-access compartment they also had already half open 'visors' in FATTY terms. If you're not a fatty, 'visors' are those flappy things that shade you from the sun. Like that below, except they usually can close. These 'visors' were slightly fixed by the one and only ME but they still don't ENTIRELY close
Okay, that's not a GREAT example but it was more obvious in the car. That fat head you see is Fatsy and the man in the mirror, I'M ASKING IF HE'LL CHAAANGE HIS WAAAYS, is my dad. SPEAKING of my dad, the almight car was too short for my dad's height with his hair JUST below the ceiling of the car.
Not a great angle, but if my dad was 4 centimetres taller he would have to crouch.Hm, what else was there? OH RIGHT the fact that the trunk was RIGHT behind my head with nothing as a barrier and that it was VERY dodge looking.
This photo was taken straight from the back seat. If you look carefully you can see newly growing mould on the carpet :D
Also, one day as my sister wanted to tie her hair in the car, she put down the 'visor' to have a look at her beauty, she was DIZZIENATED by the Questacon-like mirrors ;D
The mirrors seriously made you dizzy for some weird reason I don't know WHY but I think it was mainly because it distorted everything it reflected D:
and YES that IS me in the background, but it's the only photo of the mirror I had, so bear with my distorted beauty ;DI guess that's all the imperfections of the car.
Even though I'm totally dissing the car and mocking it at the moment, after the 4 weeks together I became VERY attached to it which I discovered when I came home and my mum told me we had our old car back :(
I was very devastated. So now I know how it feels like to lose something you deeply love or treasure. Unfortunately I couldn't get a photo of my beloved car's outer shell before it left me, but I figured that if I DID put up the outside of the car, then those Twin Motor dudes would be able to find which of their courtesy cars is so crappy and try to improve it, which would steal the amusement from future courtesy-car-users, either that or they would pull it apart and sell the bits for spare parts which I DEFINITELY DO NOT WANT D:<
