Oh ever oh ever, today my buddy calls me. As a Volvofan I seduced him half a year ago to buy an XC90. For weeks he is already looking forward to his new bolids like a little child. Drives to the bridging old Astra and is finally happy when he has his new Volvo. As I said, the phone rings. “My Volvo is there,” he says. I am also looking forward to it! “But that wasn’t all,” he says, with a serious voice. In short: On Saturday his Ne delivered to the yard by the Volvo dealer. On the night from Sunday to Monday, 102!!!!! Volvos were flattened by unknowns. Scratched, tires pierced, etc. Of course, his was also there. And now we drive to the dealer in the morning and look at his new, broken moose. “Starts well”, he said at the end, because it is his first Volvo and otherwise almost only Mercer drove. I tell you, although not my Volvo, but also me ta The dealer was already hit for the second time. About 2 months ago, several Volvo bumpers, headlights, etc. were stolen from there. Comforted in a little bit here in the forum. I then print out the sides of it. Make it good, Shaolin priest P.S.: Writing mistakes you find, I give you =;o)