I wonder if there was a paid witch in Moskvich factory to curse all the production, or was my car cursed somewhere else.
I had some stuff to do in the city centre. I sit in my moskvich to drive there. Battery is empty. I put in another battery - it hasn't got enough juice to activate starter relay, although it is charged. I take another car, jump start the moskvich. Everything seems to be going fine. I arrive at a petrol station, fill it up without shutting down the engine, and go to pay for petrol. My friend decides to try the car out. Stalls it. Luckily the moskvich starts again. The ampermeter (factory built-in!) shows that the generator is working fine and charging the battery. It's all okay. We drive trough the town, girls are waving to us and all the guys give us thumbs up. We honk horn and wave to people. We drive around, then the choke decides to act funny. Without choke the engine runs badly, with choke a bit retracted the whole street smells of petrol. Then we arrive to a shop and decide the battery must be charged enough, so we turn the engine off, lock the car and go into the shop. I ask for the item I need. It's not in stock. We go back to a car. The lock doesn't work, we can't open the car. We walk around it, swear loudly and kick the car. Then I opened the boot, and managed to remove rear seat trough it (bolts weren't tightened thankfully). We get in. The car doesn't start. F**k. We push it down the hill and bump-start it. It works. We then drive trough some parking lot, and some kids are sitting there and staring at my moskvich. I pop a donut and they give us thumbs up. Then the car decided it needs to idle at 2000rpm. Okay. I drove home, parked it and took the battery out.
The Soviet drama.