Two years ago I acquired my Nissan Qashqai. I love this car dearly. It has cameras to help me to park in tight spaces, is big enough to fit my children’s bikes, scooters and ginormous teddies, and is also new enough to not fall apart. Or so I thought.
In the 730 days I’ve had this car I have had to: change all four tyres; replace the battery; fix all the wipers; and have the engine stripped and repaired.
I’ve gone from being someone who knew nothing about cars to someone who knows an awful lot about valve failures and cylinder compression issues. I’m also best mates with my mechanic.
What a dud. I never needed anything fancy, but is it too much to ask
