My mother never drove. Instead, she grew up as a young woman being a perfect example for the HJ "Hitlerjugend' and learnt to grow her 18-year younger twin sister and brother during the bombings in Germany. No, she is not a good driver but damn, she is a good mother!
I grew up in driving with my family in a 1958 Ponton 190D, lblue in color and later another in red with lots of chrome. What an experience!
When my father decided in 1969 to drive Peugeots, my love for the MB Diesel continued. It wasn't until I was long in the United States (since 1981) when I purchased a Diesel here and have been with it ever since. My family and friends back in the Old Country laugh at me: "you cannot afford a better car?" Yes, I answer, I can buy any car there is out