Titanic grossed a billion dollars. Brazil lost the World Cup to France. Auckland saw a five-week blackout. The second Harry Potter was published.

And then there was me. My parts were crafted in Japan with great precision and quality. I was assembled in NZ with the same passion as a bearded Wellington hipster crafting beer.

Hello. My name is Marvin and I’m a marvelous hatchback, with oh-so-many stories to tell.

My owner had promised eternal love and things were great… until ALL OF A SUDDEN I heard rumours that “A baby seat won’t fit here comfortably”. I got the hint. Tears were shed. Horns were beeped. I needed to be replaced by a “bigger” car.

So, with no hard feelings, here I am.

In 4 years together, I’ve never broken down. My engine never skips a beat – you could say I have a heart of gold. [Note: Engine NOT ACTUALLY made of gold.] I’ve happily and reliably transported drum kits, groceries, house paraphernalia, and at one stage even a small purple sofa with unicorns on it.

Think of me like “Mr. Miyagi”: wise and resilient. I might be getting on in years, but I’ll help you be your best.

I’m structurally sound, with suspension and chassis in perfect condition, much like Wolverine's adamantium skeleton [Note: NO PART of the car is actually made of adamantium, stop being ridiculous.]

I’ve been treated well, with regular services and replacement of usual parts that wear with time (I have new battery, brakes and clutch cable), and I pass most of my WOFs flawlessly, a bit like Arnie in his Mr Olympia days.

I’ve got some scratches and spots on my body, and a few lumps from bumping into some trees (TREES CAN BE BLUE OKAY?). My upholstery could use a bit of love, my right headlamp sometimes blinks and my rev counter is going a bit crazy. I hear these fixes are easy ones, but my owner has other priorities now (aka “baby”) so I’m coming as is.

Are you the special someone who’ll receive me with open arms and take me to new adventures? Text the number below if you want to see me.