It's been about 6 months looking, and to be fair, the Brit has been doing all the work as I know next to fuck all about pistons and cambelts and alloy wheels, let's be frank, but either way he nabbed this bad boy with low mileage.
And finally, after years of procrastinating and buying things like New Beetles and flats and immigrating in between, we finally are the proud of onwers of an A3.
This has been years in the making. And to celebrate, we'll drive to Cornwall in it in September (a good 7 hour drive, to really stretch its legs out and show us what it can do).
Like a boss.
Bring on the choonz, roll down all four windows and oomce oomce oomce at every street corner we stop at.
Now we should really stop fannying about and find a house. Going to look every day after work. Might have to sleep in the car if we haven't found one in the next few weeks.