Thursday, March 13, 2008

Goodbye, Wee Friend

Today, I said goodbye to a companion of one year's standing. Although I'd not given him a name that had stuck (I tried out Klauss but it didn't last long), I was quite fond of himHe came off trademe in a hurry, because the Council had decided my previous vehicle was cluttering up the neighbourhood and not worth anything, so straight to the dump for Webster. By way of test drive, I brought this one back from Christchurch and then for a quick jaunt up the west coast. He never let me down, not until I tried to get a warrant. Even then, I was tempted to get the work done (around $800 - $1000) but he only cost me $650 and so commonsense prevailed. I put him back on trademe on Sunday; by the time I came into work Monday, my asking price had been met. Today, the cash was brought to me and, I assume, he was taken away from his park.

I'll miss him, partly because very few people drive Opel Kadett GSI's in this part of the world, and partly because he had quite a lot of pep. More than his replacement, a Subaru, which frightens me with its enigmatic messages to "check engine". But my new car has one thing going for it; the previous owner had had the foresight to instal a very widebore exhaust pipe. So, I might not wear a backwards baseball cap and sit so low that my forehead is level with the dash, but I at least sound like a boy racer.

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Blogger owens valley tomatohead said...

Which would be worse? Boy racer or hoon?

11:51 AM  
Blogger Barry said...

Boy racers are definitely worse - hoon seems to refer to a more individual behaviour, whereas places like Christchurch have an influx of thousands of boy racers, with their noisy cars, diesel and broken bottles on the road and general anti-social conduct.

3:46 PM  

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