In the article How it all began I wrote about my neighbor's green Škoda, which made me fall in love with these vehicles. At that time, we already had a black Favorit, but even before that we had one car, of which I have only one memory. Not to mention, my parents bought the Favorit in 1996, when I was three years old. And what car was it? It was a beautiful red Škoda 125L, which my dad bought from the Brno driving school. I don't remember any ride, they say they took me in it from Brno from the incubator, they say I rode it many times, but I only remember the beautiful red color when it stood in front of the entrance to the yard of our house. That beautiful, luminous red color.
Today I would no longer be able to see her, my feeble remaining sight, limited to colors, was completely denied me in 2017 thanks to the cloudiness of both eyes. I see white as black, blue more like yellow. But I would be quite interested if that red Skoda is still in a museum, or even in service, or if it was wiped off the face of the earth, like most of these beautiful cars, by scrapping. But the search will not be easy, no one remembers her license plate number, but who knows, maybe this article will reach someone who knows something about her.