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cretin: this is a 13yr old car..i wudnt say its problematic...though it appears the parts r a bit pricey.

4 or 5 months for service appears too long to me...........what type of oil do you use?..and what distance do u drive in that period?..i mean distance in miles?.

most of the troubles people have with cars in nigeria is usually out of ignorance n then going to ignorant mechanics...........

I service based on distance covered and that is 4000 - 5000 miles (as per the service manual for the car).

I use Mobil brand of recommended oil grade.

^^^ Good insight.

^^ Thanks for your feedback. Compared with a Toyota Highlander or Honda Pilot, is the maintenance cost high?

Where are the technical guys... Siena, Ikenna, Fhemmy... your attention needed o!!!

I drive a Ford brand that in my opinion has been a reliable horse in the last 20months. However, anytime I need to do a repair I get these comments from mechanics, novices and non-car owners that I should sell the car being very expensive to maintain. I don’t think this is correct at all, but what do I know as a first car owner! So here are the repair stats in the last 20months… would you call the car problematic or costly to maintain?

Length of Use: 20months

Fixes made so far:

1.Right wheel hub – changed twice. First change was regrettably tokunbo when I did not know so much. Next change was a brand new hub. Cost for both changes including labour – N48,000
2.Service every 4,000 - 5,000miles and coolant – N10,000
3.AC – At purchase, dealer used fake gas that corrupted the entire climate control system. Opted to change the entire system after about 3months of use – N60,000
4.Tyres – recently got 4 brand new tyres – N88,000
5.Brake pad change (twice) and service of brakes - N15,000
6.Changed front ball joints after 4months of use – N12,000
7.Changed rear shock absorbers at purchase – N15,000
8.Changed battery – N12,000

That’s about all… so what do the techies think? Is this maintenance cost fair? Note that my landlord that bought a 2002 Nissan Pathfinder at the same time has given up on it due to excessive repairs.

@Siena...

The average Nigerian vulcanizer adopts 45 - 50psi all round regardless of the type of vehicle. For example, my ford explorer manual says I should run 30 - 35psi. But anytime I do that, the tyres look so underinflated, and the sidewall of the tyre seems to be making too much contact with the ground, so the vulcanizer always adopts 50psi. I have queried several of them on this, and responses are either an 'I don't know' or attributed to the bad nature of most of our roads.

But is it proper to compensate for the bad and muddy nature of most of our roads with additional psi? What do you think?

lagcity: Are those Innoson buses in 2nd picture? cool.

I don't think they are Innoson buses. Coscharis Motors supplied the vehicles for the competition and I don't think they trade in IVM buses.

Napolitano: Why are the stadium seats scant?

The stadium was disappointingly empty, most likely because it was a work day. Infact, the participants were almost equal if not more than the number of spectators. I guess the opening ceremony should have been fixed for either Saturday or Sunday.

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OLYMPIC MOMENT WITH DADDY

I woke up with my heart throbbing at about 6.00.am and in my mind were nervous taught of the impending battle.It was the night's football game between my country Nigeria and Brazil,their tormentors in the round leather game.And it was the semi final stage of sport's biggest showpiece;the Olympics.

On that cool August morning,hip hop music echoed from the stereo set on the head-side of my bed,as I emerged bleary eyed from my room. I saw my dad coming out of his too and With the customary 'Miguo' and 'vre do' Urhobo greetings quickly exchanged,I launched into an inevitable interrogation.

'Has your magic Chrystal ball revealed anything about today's game, Daddy?'

Perhaps noticing the hungry curiosity in my face,he smiled and delayed his answer;It looked dramatic,but somehow I did not find it so funny.

My dad's fair, chubby face had had to face such questions in the past,since he amazingly predicted correctly the world cup qualifying game between Nigeria and Algeria which held in Lagos in 1993.On the morning of that game,we were all in trepidation as we feared a tough Algerian side would scuttle Nigeria's chances of appearing in the world cup for the first time.The nervousness on that day is indescribable.

Dad no doubt loved football,and never missed the chance to rush home from his law chambers to watch the Eagles play a live match.We loved watching games with Daddy too if nothing, but to see his dramatic jumping up and down,and his peculiar way of dealing with the tension of penalty shoot-outs by holding his sagging trousers by the waist while pacing outside the living room,remaining there and depending on our pitch and tones to know if Nigeria had won or not.

Daddy woke up that morning of the Nigeria-Algeria game to address our fears with a most daring foretelling. we found it hard to believe him when he told us point blank that Nigeria would defeat Algeria 4-1.He told us jokingly that he had a Chrystal ball,and that it had revealed the scoreline to him.'Don't panic my children.We have already won the game.It's 4-1.you will see,'.He was confident.I asked:'how do you know its going to be 4-1?' Why not a more probable scoreline like -0,or 2-0?.But he urged me to 'just wait and see'

Lo and behold, the game ended exactly 4-1.Nigeria had triumphed over Algeria,and daddy had become some kind of football prophet.Since that time he had always had to deal with my skinny figure demanding to know his prediction on important games involving Nigeria.Some he got spot on,and some others he didn't.He would always find a funny way of explaining the wrong ones."You guys didn't wash my clothes","when I asked you to meditate on a Super Eagles win you refused".He surely enjoyed the interest his predictions garnered. I wasn't too sure if I totally believed his power of predictions,but I somehow continued to want to get every clues in order to address my anxieties every time there was a game.

So, when he hesitated about predicting the outcome of the Nigeria-Brazil semi-final Olympics match, I took it as a some kind of forebording omen.I was worried.But as I set out for school later,he called out to me and told me that this game would NOT be won by the side that scored first."Hmmm".It was a different kind of prediction,and it did not really offer me any hopes.

School hours were dominated by talk about the coming game.I opened my books,but all I could see and think about was football.Enthusiasm,skepticism,hope and fear filled the classroom,as I tried to make out whether all talk in class preparation to view a football war or a more physical one.Even our English teacher,a normally straight-faced-man,joined in the football gist.He asked us all to pray for Nigeria and hoped to see us the next day smiling to a Nigerian victory.

The game was billed for about midnight,and close to kick off,the streets went silent.Everyone had gone home to stay glued to their TV sets.Daddy called the family together,including my mom and sisters,who had been infected by the mien's world of football.We formed a circle in the living room,holding hands and visualized a Nigeria win.Dad asked us to see in our minds eyes the Nigerians scoring goals,and celebrating victory.I tried to get the vision clear in my mind,but in reality I still dreaded the Brazilians.'They have Ronaldo and Bebeto,' a part of of my mind warned me.

Off the referee's whistle went to signal the beginning of proceedings.

Hardly had we settled down when Brazil struck.The feeling all around was a de ja vu of collective groans.A Nigerian equalizer raised the roof,but not long after the Brazilians got a second,and then a third goal.First half ended 3-1 to Brazil,and at half time the silence that hung over the Upper Sakpoba streets spoke loudly of a collective despair.

The second half petered out with no sign of a Nigeria comeback.Then with a few minutes left we had a penalty.A chance for a Nigeria comeback.But disgustingly Jay Jay Okocha missed.To add to our irritation was that smile of his after he had wasted the golden chance.
But then,THE KANU DOUBLE MAGIC with just a few minutes remaining of the 90,and early in extra time to hand Nigeria a golden goal win. We had come back from the dead to beat the almighty Brazilians. 'Pandemonium' would best describe the state of the Benin city streets.Daddy,caught in the crazy glee,and not wanting us to miss out on the fun,got us all into the car to join in the wide celebrations in the streets.It was surreal to be in the car in what should have been the dead night.

Our Peugeot 504 car joined others in mad blaring.We were heading everywhere and nowhere.After some minutes in the streets we got back home.Daddy reminded us of his prediction.The team that scored first did not win. We gave him a peck.He had got another prediction spot on.He was our REAL prophet,and we did not care to ask of the wrong ones.

The last time I will ever willingly travel by night bus.

Two weeks to my wedding. The bus left Lagos for Benin at about 10pm. The driver stopped over at Ore and took some shots and smoked some sticks of ciagarette probably to keep him awake. I drifted off to sleep when we got back on the road and the next thing I heard was a loud screeching and a bang! Our bus had run into a stationary truck that had broken down on the road. I was sitting behind the driver and I smacked my face against his seat.

I did not know I had severe injuries, because I could not see my face. We took another vehicle to Benin, but I chose to stop over at the teaching hospital for checkup. I walked into the emergency room and before I knew it my face had ballooned. Some other guy that was brought in with same injury from Asaba passed away before my eyes.

To God be the glory, its been 2 years now and I still have this slightly crooked nose to show for it (I absconded from the hospital much later). My nose would need to be broken again so that it can be fixed, but I just hate the thought of anasthesia... I dont want to be put under.

Revolva: Haa @ poster I no believe you there is no business in this world you won't start with money - I beg make u tell us d one u don start without money is it streetbeggin

Believe it or not, there are many businesses you can start without money! One of such is reviving dead businesses.

I once saw a well equipped cybercafe that was closed because it was making losses. I put a business recovery and sustenance plan together and presented to the owner. I convinced him to put in a little more money for bandwidth and stuff, and took over the centre. Mind you at this time, I had a full time banking job. The main thing to do was restructure the way it runs, cut waste, check fraud and introduced new businesses. In the first month, I turned in over a 100k after all expenses. I left the biz when I had to leave the North, but its closed again because of the reasons I took it over in the first place.

The key thing is be good at what you do and exude confidence about what you can do.[b][/b]

Is this mileage for real? I guess there are more thiings about this car to disclose.

Thanks to the ban, I now spend 5hrs daily in Lagos traffic - an hour and a half to work, and 3 and a half back home (and that is even better than a lot of people). The implication is that in an average week, I will spend 30hours in traffic (Saturdays and Sundays combined as one day). In 52 weeks, that translates to 1,560 hours or 65 days or 17.8% of the year.

Is this sustainable? What will it be like in 2017? Something has to give!

This is how mine went!

https://www.nairaland.com/788576/how-did-celebrate-1st-marriage

Bidding is still on... bid while you can!

[quote author=d-ROC]Nice concept! My employer also allows vehicle bidding on a yearly basis. I amazed people aren't jumping on this already.
I suggest you get a personalized website for this great concept just like eBay.[/quote]Many thanks for your views. Its amazing how people sometimes overlook the best right before them. All the cars posted are in great shape and available for inspection.

Let the bidding begin!

Hyundai Accent 2010

MINIMUM BID - N880,000

Hyundai i10

MINIMUM BID - N600,000

Kia Picanto 2010

MINIMUM BID - N600,000