Two cars in two weeks
11/10/2023
What was the Opel slogan from the fifties? I can still get the first two words together. But after that my memory somehow fails me. It was some feature of the Rüsselsheim products, but I can't think of it right now. In any case, my Blitz and Zeppelin carriers haven't proved to be particularly reliable in recent weeks. So it can't have been that.
First it was my Rekord, whose alternator spontaneously refused to work one night on the highway, leaving both car and driver stranded in the next parking lot with no power or lights (symbolic picture - somehow this seems to happen to me more often). The fact that the water pump also gave up the ghost on this occasion is not unusual, as it has always been considered a wearing part at Opel.
Two weeks later it was the younger brother's turn, who first had a severe asthma attack and then began to stink like sulphur because the crankshaft sensor died unexpectedly of old age. After 23 years and almost 300,000 kilometers, that's quite all right. But it would have been much more pleasant if it hadn't happened 300 kilometers from home.
As I write these lines, the memory of the old advertising slogan is slowly coming back to me. In the meantime, the last four syllables have come back to me. Based on my experiences in the recent past, I can now easily complete it: Opel - the rebellious
