“All that glitters is not gold”
- Anonymous
“But preciousss, is shiny!”
-Not So Anonymous
You know what they say about going black, not looking back and all that jazz. Well, I can reveal to you that that particular parable is rubbish. Just like Mary, there’s something about a clean, shiny black steed that makes you look back with a glance born of a mix of lust and pride.
The Black Mamba has just completed 50,000 KMS a few weeks back (cue the klaxons and feral catcalling), and I have been looking back and wondering…
…Man, I need to get this car detailed. Pronto.
With the passage and ravages of time, the inevitable swirl marks, oxidation, et al had taken its toll since the last time I detailed the car (almost a year ago, I think. Stop judging me), taking some of the sheen off the ownership experience quite literally. To get the car detailed or not, that wasn’t even the question.
The question revolved more around the ‘C’ word; Ceramic. If you’re active on Team-BHP (and if you aren’t, why are you reading this? I am at once flattered and slightly annoyed), you would have noticed that getting a Ceramic coating polarized quite a few opinions.
Since most like their information bite-sized, here’s a summary of the discussions in that thread.
- Ooh, shiny!
- Meh. Expensive
- But…shiny!
- Detailing for the VFM win!
- Ain't no passing craze
- It means no worries for the rest of your days
- Its our problem-free philosophy
And the argument raged on and on.
Somewhere in the midst of all this, a couple of us BHP’ians decided we had more money than sense and took the plunge into a ceramic coated pool filled with questions. Our worries were manifold, some of which were
- What is it going to cost me?
- How long would the effect last?
- What are the detailer’s credentials?
- What precautions must we heed to maintain it?
- What is the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?
Questions such as these consumed us, and in the end, our mighty shortlist was whittled down to two detailers. The first being a fairly new entrant called Time to Shine, and the other being PMP (short for Pimp My Pride. Catchy, I know.)
Time to shine had everything going for it. Everything except two things, namely price and longevity of the treatment. We sauntered down to Time to Shine’s mighty impressive premises to take in their facilities and see their work firsthand, which was first class.
But the owner simply wasn’t willing to budge from his sticker price (of Rs. 35,000, for those of you that are money minded) while at the same time stating that he could guarantee the sheen of the coating for around 6 months to a year at most, thanks to our fine weather conditions.
As you can imagine, the economics simply did not add up. I am often accused of being penny wise and pound foolish, but even I’m not that foolish.
And so we went with Pimp My Pride for a few simple reasons
- The price was very right
- The quality of the work was excellent (to my untrained eye)
- Sandesh, of PMP, was forthcoming and always up for a chat
- Follow up coatings would be organized at minimal charge
- He gave us a Team BHP discount, which massaged our fragile egos
Most notably, and this won us over, he refused a token amount and insisted we pay him in full only after we were fully satisfied with the work done. I know, right?
All said and done, the whole process of getting the car prepped, and ceramic + hydrophobic coating applied would take about 3-4 days. Throughout this duration, Sandesh fully lived up to his name and incessantly messaged me photos and details of the car as it passed through multiple stages at his humble workshop. For the duration of those few days, only my bitter half out-messaged him, but it was a close run thing.
I have to admit I couldn’t care much for the hydrophobic coating. It’s nice to have in my books, but not a must-have. For my money, the sheen of the ceramic coating is where the heart of the matter lies. And PMP didn’t disappoint me on that front. However, I must admit that the hydrophobic coating was a thing of joy to behold. Here's a quick video of it, while it must be noted that my wife, ever the wordsmith, loved the 'zoop-zoop' nature of the hydrophobic coating as the car drove through the rain.
I’ll let the results below speak for the rest of his work, while simply saying that Sandy boy (hereafter immortalized in my contact list as PiMP Daddy) has won me over as a customer for the value for money and quality of his services.
Shine on, you crazy diamond.
First contact Dat ass! Facing off against PiMP Daddy's Merc ML Snapping pics in the drizzle, fo' shizzle. That's moi in the background Fo' Drizzle If you squint, you can see me reflected in the boot Mirror, mirror on the wall...