"When I was a student.. it was rare. I'm not jealous, I just think young people are too pampered."
Nail on the head.
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Even with PAS they're still too lazy to position the car correctly to turn right at a junction, ie against the white line in the centre of the road :o(
EDIT, or follow between the white lines on a roundabout!
Edited by Dox on 31/10/2007 at 14:18
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This thread reminded me of a certain classic Python sketch...
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Aye, very passable, that, very passable bit of risotto.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: Nothing like a good glass of Château de Chasselas, eh, Josiah?
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: You're right there, Obadiah.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Who'd have thought thirty year ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Château de Chasselas, eh?
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: In them days we was glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: A cup o' cold tea.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Without milk or sugar.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Or tea.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: In a cracked cup, an' all.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Oh, we never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Because we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness, son".
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Aye, 'e was right.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Aye, 'e was.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: I was happier then and I had nothin'. We used to live in this tiny old house with great big holes in the roof.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: House! You were lucky to live in a house! We used to live in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture, 'alf the floor was missing, and we were all 'uddled together in one corner for fear of falling.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Eh, you were lucky to have a room! We used to have to live in t' corridor!
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Oh, we used to dream of livin' in a corridor! Would ha' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woke up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House? Huh.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Well, when I say 'house' it was only a hole in the ground covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, but it was a house to us.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: We were evicted from our 'ole in the ground; we 'ad to go and live in a lake.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: You were lucky to have a lake! There were a hundred and fifty of us living in t' shoebox in t' middle o' road.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Cardboard box?
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Aye.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: Luxury! We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: And you try and tell the young people of today that ..... they won't believe you.
ALL: They won't!
Edited by bradgate on 31/10/2007 at 15:48
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I drove 3 incredibly heavy cars without PAS: A Rover 16, a Rover 75 and a Rover 110.
Driving around town in all 3 - especially city centres was a real pain -literally. I was quite fit (well actually very fit as I weighlifted then ) and even so I had sore arms and back after slow speed driving and parking in car parks.
Very tiring.
The original Min did not need it and Triumpg 200/2500 were not too bad.. BUT parking was a pia.
SWMBO's 106 diesel without PAS is hard work in car parks.
No I would not wan a modern car in modern conditions without pas...traffic conditions are too crowded and it is really tiring especially after a long day.
madf
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A car without PAS?
Ah yes, I remember now, the year was 2001, and I was driving my first car, a Ford Fiesta with keep-fit steering system, lovely, nothing like a bit of nostalgia, now if you'll all excuse me, I'm going to move my toilet outside into the shed... :-)
Blue
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I don't think whether or not cars have power steering is having a weakening effect on the moral fibre of the nation. If I feel in need of a bit of physical exercise, the last activity I'd think of would be taking a drive, whether the car has PAS or not! PAS is an obvious plus point when selling a car, unless it's a Caterham or something, so I'd probably guess that manufacturers saw it as worthwhile to make it virtually a satandard offerning. It also allows a smaller stweeing wheel and fewer turns lock-to-lock.
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