Everything is because Tóni. Tóni was a friend of daddy and a car mechanic with a Ford Taunus (coupe), wich was a real whopper in the end of the seventies in Hungary. So everyone met at Tóni's garage,and they repaired their cars of course together. Once a guy came to Tóni with a Benz,and I don't know if he became a customer or not, but it got around in the circle of friends, so we went for a Benz watching with dad. The car was a standing lamper and a green one. Non metallic and georgeous. Consciousness of a 7 year old is not yet perfect, but I can definiately remeber the feeling that it was something unbelieveably different, compared to the Moskvitch 412 and the new 1200er Zsiguli. Different quality, different philosophy, differnt dimension, different from everything I've ever seen before. The space inside like a half flat, the plenty of chrome plated parts, the giant grill opening together with the hood, really got under my skin.
I was schocked like when I first seen Santa Claus. But I've never disillusioned... The feeling took me and it holds me tight, so it will be hard to heal.
So it happened this way, Doctor!
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