Up, down, up, down, rolling all around. That's been my experience with the black beauty since yesterday. Let me try to sum it up for you quite simply. It's been *cue drumrolls*
The Good
Out of the blue, I was jolted out of my usual Saturday siesta by an SMS.
"I swear to god, if Myntra tells me about their Independence Day sale one more time," I grumbled as I turned over in my cozy sea of blankets. I reached out for the phone with bleary eyes, but was jolted wide awake with what I read. It was good 'ol Gannu_1, my saviour from Surat. He could meet up later in the evening to do some VCDS tweaking, so would I be available/interested?
Is the Pope Christian?
I quickly hammered out a "yesyesyesoplsyes" in response and we met up later that evening. Several tweaks later, many of which I didn't notice him do because I was busy people-watching, he was done and ready to roll. All I had on my mind was one thing.
"Is the Cluster Staging enabled?"
"Yup." The car is turned on and it does the sweep
"Do it again!"
And so he dutifully does. Sweet. Paisa Vasool. R8 owners, eat your heart out. You ain't got nothing on me except about 500 hp. Give or take.
Ganesh had to run along, so we had a quick chat about how funtastic the drive from Surat was, how it's even better on to Ahmedabad and how I should do the drive sometime. Maybe I will.
Which brings me to the bad.
The Bad
The wife and I were headed over to the car so that we could rendezvous with Cap'n G, when she knocked on the glass and asked me to open the door. I looked at her with puzzlement and did the whole lock/unlock routine again. No dice. I even chanted "Khul jaa simsim". Still no go.
Eventually, Mrs. Iliketurtles had to clamber in through the gap in between the front seats because I insisted I was not going to be put on driver duties. The door was just jammed shut and refused to open no matter what we did. Whatta bummer! Minor fly in the ointment though, at least it wasn't me having to slither around inside the car, I'm always the designated driver
No worries though, as the G-meister said, no point being dejected over this (trust me, I'm not) and to enjoy the car to the hilt (trust me, I am).
And so a call was placed to VW's workshop in the morning...
The Ugly
After some explaining to a mildly sleepy sounding workshop guy, I was told it seems that the door latch is gone and they'll order the part.
"Super, how long will it take to arrive?"
"7-8 days saar"
"No sooner?"
"No saar"
Well, that's a bummer. So the car is effectively a 3 seater or an undignified 4 seater until such time as the part arrives. I wonder why VAG parts take so long to arrive though. Do they some pooja of it, followed by accompanying it by royal escort on foot all the way from the factory to Mumbai?
Jokes aside, I do wish it arrives soon. It's not much of a problem because it's normally just me in the car, but I was going to visit Audi today and I fear I'm going to look like a driver much as I might not want to lol. Such joy!
Ah well, at least I have the needle sweep to sweep me of my feet!