Abe oi all you assorted chicken soups!
Been sitting back & watching all this slander happening on the forum since the past 2 days. Have already called my lawyers, & most of you should be receiving nice legal notices.
For the rest of you, my report in 3 parts...
(This is gonna be a longish post, so read something else if you like).
Part A.
The Drive Report... My take...
I left home late (since bowel movement discussions are discouraged, shall not elucidate) & arrived at Chembur (not Sion Circle, as originally planned) at about 0815hrs & met everybody (except Viper) for the first time. After a coupla first meeting "you're freakin' late" epithets exchanged (gaalis to most of you), Nitroxx & PortedHead got into the car after a cursory check of their cleanliness & deodorant levels. Nitroxx didn't look to clean & smelt worse, but I said nothing since I was trying to be polite.
We proceeded to a leisurely drive - on phone instructions from Viper said that we were to stop next at the McDonalds just before the Expressway started. On the way, the directions changed & we were told to go down Palm Beach Road first. We proceeded to do so at a leisurely Sunday morning pace of about 80-90kmph.
Many confusing instructions & wrong turns later, we wound up at the aforementioned McDonalds, where we didn't see anybody, so we proceeded in for a quick(ish) spot of brekker. Ordered, sat down, & after 20 min, started eating when the food arrived. About 7 min into our food, Viper & his lot storm in with faces of thunder, yelling that we were all sorts of female privates, & that they were waiting outside since the past 25min whilst we were stuffing our faces. We, of course, couldn't apologise, since it we were eating (it would be rude to speak with our our mouths full), but we gave them an appropriate reply by way of a finger. Which one, I leave to your imagination.
Apologies at this point, to all the gentlemen from Pune for making them wait, as this was entirely the fault of Viper & his highly confusing instructions en route.
We then left en masse to hit Lonavala. Viper tried to blitz us whilst we took off, & we let him go, being the good sports that we are. We proceeded leisurely (I thought leisuirely would be an appropriate pace) down the Expressway, since there was more traffic there than at Marine Drive on a Monday morning.
Our next stop, at Kailash Parbat, Lonavala, was quite uneventful. Walked in to find an entire table of what appeared to be about 300 people, discussing cars, & dissing us for arriving late, of which yours truly took most of the blame. Since no formal introductions were made all around (quite rude), one could only gather from the conversation that these were the famed, enthusiastic BHPians & that I was at the right table.
After we completed our pit stop, we decided unanimously to move to Amby Valley.
We got there, (yes, me at my leisurely pace) stood around & chatted for a bit (where most of everyone felt obliged to badger me about my slowness uphill), then decided to use the airstrip for the photo shoot. That bit most of everybody knows about, including Amby Valley Security, so I won't bore you with details. Yes there were 180s, drags, a bit of an acceleration run, & lots of cigarette smoking.
We then started out for lunch to Sunny-da-Dhaba, & moved downward in a more or less tight, high-speed formation, where most of the snaps/videos were taken.
A good time during this was had by one & all.
Lunch was more or less uneventful, & we then started back for Bombay at around 1530ish hrs.
Got back to Bombay & passed out.
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Part B.
The Ragging & More... Still My take...
Now, for a few much needed clarifications...
1. Elf.
I've been nicknamed "elf" for a long, long time, & had it emblazoned on all my cars. It was a choice I made after reading about the Tyrell-Elf P-34 in 1977 with their 6 wheeled Formula1 car. To me, it was the pinnacle of risk, technology & effort from a team/constructor. To know more, check out these links:
They're only known in this country because of their lubricant product line, but trust me, I'm well lubed myself & have not taken on this name for aspirational reasons. I thought at least some of the T-BHPians would know that.
2.
My being slow.
OK - Serious stuff.
I happen to have responsibilities that I'm aware of - quite a few people depend on me for quite a bit of stuff, & I don't think that would be served well by me either crashing myself, my car, or killing/maiming innocents.
Besides, these days all the media needs is for one relatively well off person to run over somebody (often not so well off). Remember,
it's not how good you are as a driver, but how bad the circumstances are that will finally get you. You want to speed without abandon on public roads, do so, by all means, but count me out. I used to be a lot crazier than I am now, & I guess I don't have the cojones anymore. No regrets whatsoever, & nothing to prove to anyone.
Another thing is my eyesight. I have a problem with that, so distances are sometimes an issue. This was explained to some of you during the meet.
3.
Nana.
Although I have no problem with the gentleman in question, I would prefer to be called by either my real name, or by my callsign. I've spent 33 years developing my own personality & am now quite satisfied with it. If you don't cease & desist, I too can be quite inventive when it comes to names (ask Revvhed for referrals if you must).
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Part C.
In Closing... My post, my take...
It was a real pleasure meeting all of you. PortedHead, Nitroxx, Viper (again), Jeetu (Jitu?), RahulVilas (& his Sardarjee gentleman friend whose name I can't recollect), PDev29, so on & so forth.
& to finally clarify: NO OFFENCE TAKEN boys - if one cannot enjoy a bit of ragging, then one should sit at home. For the thick ones, the legal notice thingie at the beginning was a joke.
@ PortedHead: Hat's off to you for pursuing your dream, & I sincerely wish you all the best.
@ Nitroxx: You're a freak, & I love ya! Go have a bath & no Alanis! Also stop yelling at chicks through open car windows. Buy them a drink instead - it usually works wonders.
@ EVO6: Superb ride, although my relatively unmodded 4 door family saloon shall get me more chicks... back-seat room, ya see! Hahaha! Jes kiddin' - I'd exchange vital body parts for your car if I could
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@ FordRocam, NormallyCrazy, Shrivz & 6 others who I haven't mentioned, we should do this again soon - how bout a racetrack / carting the next time?
Those that didn't / couldn't make it:
@ Manson: although you weren't there, it was nice meeting you. You're also a despicable lazy, no-good piece of engineering for not turning up for the drive.
@ BoomShiva: Was looking forward to seeing you on Sunday, maybe next time. & STOP doing things to sprain your hand you sick boy (Heheh!).
Ciao!