OBS LIVIN’
Every time I climb into one of my mate’s ultramodern utes, with Bluetooth, backing cameras, and a hint of that new car smell, I think, This is nice. And I’m sure if I ironed my shirt and asked the bank manager nice enough they’d let me drive around in one. But, to be honest, all that is forgotten the moment I fumble with my ancient centrallocking remote, and climb up into my latest daily, a 25-year-young OBS 4WD Chev Tahoe. Built in ’96 and converted to right-hand drive at Bunces soon thereafter, it was put to work by two owners before falling on hard times. This one was part of a deceased estate and had been sitting for two years. Purchasing from an auction house, I took a risk on it…