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well, my grandad's old escort (he lives in salford) got nicked 3 times, put on bricks about 50 times, got trashed by a runaway milkfloat (no, really), and now lives in peace in a warehouse.
my car, well, it has a remote central locking thing, which has a little red flashing light, apparently no alarm, but an immobiliser. the fact it's a 316 is deterrant enough... *everyone* knows a 1.6 litre engine in a heffalump of a car is just not enough...
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