That's actually a most valid point, Ratcum. Thing was a nightmare though, it had a good ten degrees of movement either way on the steering wheel before anything would actually happen, a nackered radio that could only get Radio 3 and only played out of the drivers side door speaker, and the worlds worst automatic gearbox that made a lovely grinding sound whenever you put it in reverse.
Protons are shite, but mine was a special kind of shite.