I've been a fan of Trollhättan vehicles for a long time. A red 9000 was one of my highlights in my toy box.
But somehow it never happened. For a long time, the fleet was more Italian. Particularly striking examples were a black Lancia Y with beige leather and later a blue Lancia Lybra station wagon with a quirky, beautiful blue Alcantara chair.
The latter always had problems with its camshaft phaser, but ran reliably and was then passed on in the family. After a Peugeot partner that I liked to drive for a long time, I realized that I wanted to call something "old" my own. I bought a silver Mercedes 700E for 190 EUR. An iconic and grateful vehicle that was very sympathetic to my family and me. After 2 years the very limited space bothered me, too, even though the trunk was so big that everything was actually stowed away. Unfortunately, the huge loading compartment was not completely dry.
What could replace the old master from Stuttgart? - It didn't take long to think about it, but the search did.
It should be a Swede! The vehicles from the north have always been so close to me. So we searched - wherever there were used cars.
Between Hamburg and the Danish border, all vehicles were found that approximately met the desired criteria.
There was also a Saab: a green 9-3 Coupe from 1998 with the indestructible 2.0 vacuum cleaner. A chic car. A test drive including a test drive of the German shepherd Risto in the hatchback was arranged on a rainy Saturday in Hamburg.
Unfortunately, the condition of this Saab was rather poor. Violent rust on the window frame and in the wheel arches - in addition a young lazy and unwilling to negotiate young seller. Too bad. Then it became a Volvo. A first generation black V70. 98 year of construction, 2.5 liters with 144 HP and the magnificent 5 cylinder with only 225.000 km on the speedometer.
In Flensburg they agreed and so he moved in for 2.100 EUR with a new TÜV.
Unfortunately, I had to invest at least the same amount again in the first repairs over the next few weeks: radiator, drive shaft and a lot more. But the following years he was a loyal companion.
But even during this time, my soft spot for Saab didn't leave me alone.
A regular ritual for me has been reading the great Saab blog every day. How I would just like to have a Saab. How gladly ... Everything was soaked up, all reports gobbled up, every long encounter on the road thrown longing looks.
And again the stock exchanges were turned inside out. A Saab was needed - but which one? I needed insider tips, I needed help.
I knew Justus from the Saab blog - his videos under the title “Saab-Trip” had been my pastime quite often. So in short: I wrote to him - via Instagram! We quickly got into conversation and the choice turned out to be a stroke of luck! For weeks, every search result of the car exchanges was exchanged, discussed, evaluated via Whatsapp between Darmstadt and Dithmarschen. Justus was never tired of answering my questions, giving me help in making a decision.
A silver 9-3 was near his home. For me a good 400 km away, he spontaneously offered to visit and drive the car for me. Incomprehensible! Someone is making an effort - great effort! And without ever having seen each other in person ?! This is Saab! These are the Saab fans! You are right here.
Justus contacted the dealer - but the dealer refused to sell the fairly nice 2.0t with automatic to private individuals. The wonderful car was supposed to be exported - shouldn't that be true? What world ?!
In the meantime, there was another contact to a Saab victim via Instagram to Austria. Florian also gave everything so that I could get my first Saab soon.
Far away in the east of Germany there was a model that I particularly liked. A 9-3, built in 1999, 2.0t SE in blue with beige leather. The buyer sends me several videos of the vehicle due to the long distance of over 400 km - everything seemed OK!
The Saab was second hand and up to the mileage of 221.000KM maintained checkbooks, a long time of which at Saab in Berlin.
I thought the best conditions.
On site after several hours of driving, it was agreed that the car shone and the condition corresponded to the previous exchange.
I went home with a big smile on my face. I was happy.
Then the shock on the highway! After approx. 40 KM of complaint-free driving, the speed hit through to the stop. I had no more propulsion. It also started to stink terribly. Later our assumption came true: the clutch was used up… That shouldn't be true. Incomprehensible. We were somewhere in the east on the highway.
Fortunately, the parents accompanied us and dragged us to the next place.
The ADAC confirmed the broken clutch and after a long back and forth we decided to leave the new acquisition in the east to pick it up with a trailer in the next few days. What an effort. At least 430 KM easy distance. Said and done. Now I have my Saab at home for a week with a new clutch.
As is well known, a car starts with A and ends with O. A wheel bearing logs on quietly and the drive shaft on the front right has been cracking slowly for 2 days. I still love him. The whole family does this. My wife is so in love that she now wants to make her dream come true: a Saab 900 I!
But of course only with the help of Justus and Florian.
Text and images: Stefan Hennings