undead born

Let's face it, Saabs were never like that, they had their "quirks" which were invariably described by the oddly placed ignition key.

Perhaps I was referring to the recurring nightmare in which my second machine - which disappeared many decades after trying to kill me too often - rematerializes.

With a parched mouth, the unblinking anxiety your subconscious wants to impose on you, I'm stuck in this shit as it rusts around me, understeers from sheer drops, and generally sucks like a 1970s Australian made car.

It's very much like one of those zombie/undead/exploitation hacks that make up every other movie released, except that 1971's Kingswood is far more horrific than the brain-eating undead dweller. Incidentally, Saab is back in the news this week.

The undead and unburied brand may yet be revived in a deal between this unlikely Spyker car maker and Chinese tractor maker Youngman. Perhaps only Ernest Hemingway, who was reported to have been killed twice before he ate the final buckshot, had so many obituaries.

His death was mourned all over the world. As for Saab - really, who cares? While it's possible that a Sino-Swedish prestige badge could emerge as a result of this Eurasian union (Lamborghini has also started making tractors), is that a good thing?

Let's face it, Saabs have never been like this. They had their own "quirks", such as those invariably described by oddly placed ignition keys, turbines that took days to react, and convertible roofs that required a building permit to erect.

If ever there was a definition of “other is not better”, it was Trollhätten products. Even with the latest and, I believe, "current" 9-5, there was no point in this "alternative to the Germans" (as Wils usually says) disproving this maxim. The dead must have the decency to remain so.