The New Old Car

I was looking for a car to buy. Second hand, actually really second hand, like 15 years old.
I trawled online for a time until I found one that looked suitable.

My gut was giving me a really good feeling about the car, even before I saw it in person.
I cycled to see it, with the money in my pocket. Deep down I knew I was going to collect my new car.
The car had genuine low mileage, parked underground for 5 years, paperwork in order, engine purring like a kitten.
My mind insisted I scrutinise every part of the car and engine, looking for a reason not to buy it. My gut meantime was telling me to buy it now.
Took it for a test drive, all good.
I paid him €800 for it, put my bicycle in the boot and drove it home.
To this day it has not given me a ounce of trouble.
Thanks again gut.