Im missing her like mad...
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It's a Fiat, you should expect some garage time. The only Fiat I have ever owned and will ever own was a Tipo. It developed a tick which permeated your living consciousness even when you weren't in it. So I took it to my closest Fiat garage. Itself a challenge, as there aren't many and they stick them in the country away from civilisation.
They gave me a Panda in exchange for my Tipo, which I launched down the motorway, teeth bared, hunched over the wheel in an effort to hit 50. I did this dance several times as the garage failed to diagnose my tick. Perhaps they couldn't hear it over the surrounding moos and ribbets.
Eventually I rang Fiat customer service to complain about my Fiat and the lack of diagnosis and they put the phone down on me! They did leave me one tantalising clue though, asking me why I'd picked that garage. I began to have my doubts over the re-assuring customer service bloke in his Al Capone suit and asked him some awkward questions next time I was in, coupled with a mock conversation with Fiat customer service whilst standing in front of him. Well it might as well have been real, they would have just put the phone down again. Anyway it worked and he wriggled and got on the phone to a Bosh injector place and did some quick talking as the Bosch injector place plainly didn't want to know.
When I eventually got there, it transpired that the farkers had done nothing on my car in three visits but had claimed for work from Fiat whilst I hammered about in the damn Panda, going slightly deaf from the engine noise on the motorway at 50. The Bosch blokes came to an agreement with Fiat, who didn't slam the phone down on them and fixed the faulty injector and I handed back the hammered Panda.
I won't tell you about the bubbled bonnet but Fiat denied all knowledge of ever having painted it, at all, still, they didn't put the phone down this time.