Over the last few months I’ve spent more time in hire cars than I have in my own vehicle. Normally that means I’m in a pocket-rocket that does 0- 100 in my imagination… I’m the one in the little Getz going round a corner with the windscreen wipers on instead of the indicator. Or I’m in a little ‘Noddy’ car that fits two adults and an overnight bag – no room for the overcoat.
Last weekend, business was brisk in Brissie so I had to take what I was given. I should have realised there was something odd about the car when the girl leant across the counter and, in a husky voice whispered, ‘It’s the silver SV6 Β on bay 8.’
‘Huh?’
I smiled politely wondering if I’d made a mistake on my booking and was about to be driving a removalist van. No such luck. Parked proudly in Bay 8, silver paint shimmering in competition with the shiny chrome wheels, was a ‘muscle’ car. Its nose dipped low to the ground, colour-matched skirting flared round the doors like aerodynamic wings. Tinted windows screamed ‘look at me.’ Β The spoiler (or do they call that thing a damper?) completed the image of a bank heist getaway car.
I must have stood still too long, looking dumbfounded, because the nice man doing the checks asked if everything was alright.
‘Yep,’ I replied. ‘I guess I’m about to find out what it’s like to go from 0-100 in 10 seconds.’
He snorted as he walked away. ‘More like 6 and look out for the revheads at lights.’
Four hours later I brought it back with a smile a mile wide. I’d had more fun than I believed possible getting to 60 k/hm from a standing start. Who knew I’d enjoy leaving the boys in the hotted up Lancers in my shiny dust π
Just FOQA data from the quick access Flight Data Recorders to dob us in now π
At least you don’t get a siren, then “Pull over, Driver” at FL 30 π
Just for a day, Eleni!
Look out Helene’s becoming a petrol head! π Glad you had fun.
Ahhhh! I was a wine to the wind and not thinking clearly…
Mind you, I reckoned I generated more ‘g’s in that car than I do in a Dash π
LOL I meant UP – in the air!!!!!
That would involve me doing arithmetic π
I didn’t have my sunnies with me and did feel a little naked without them…
Helene the hoon LOL I’d still prefer nine-hundred-and-thirty feet per minute.