My "Sven-Göran", a 240 GL sedan, was born at the Torslanda plant in spring 1987, the year my father bought it. He drove it for 123,000 km (76,000 miles) through the years until the spring of 2002, by the time it was replaced by a Peugeot 307. At which point Sven-Göran moved in with us.

 

There is nothing really special about Sven-Göran. Except.... The initiated few will appreciate the fact that this car looks almost like it did when brand new. Outside. Inside. Underside. Engine compartment. My father has put a lot of effort into upkeeping over the years, including a full anti-rust treatment every four years. Always garaged when not in use. No scratches, chipped paint, dents or faded interior.

 

There are mainly two reasons for this: First and most important - my father being the perfectionist that he is and always has been. Second - the price paid in '87 says a lot. As cars in my country is regarded by the government as a heavily punishable luxury, car taxation is taken to the utmost extreme. So having done the offense of getting a car, you'd better make it last as long as possible. In the seventies/eighties/early nineties there were few better starting points than a Volvo 240. Still isn't, come to think of it.

 

 

 

Why do I love the 240 series cars?

Well, if one can give reasons for love, here are a few:

 

So, what are the cons?

 

 

If you don't mind reading my personal reasons for having/loving/coddling this particular 240 here is a long-winded rant, consider yourself warned.