Gentlemen (and ladies..... pays to be politically correct in this day and age, one never knows?), Brethren greetings!! So sorry for having just evaporated and rejeuvinating this thread after an exodus of what seems like eternity or 7 odd months (in earth speak).
Lets see where we left off now...... oh yes! Arrival back from Saudia, went for a week and ended up spending in what now seems like an eternity, boy the Saud's sure like to pace things in a relaxed manner, but one admits they do have fantastic taste in cars, who can blame them with petrol prices being what they are back there. Did check at duty free and unfortunately no oil cans to take back as souvenirs, mind you it wouldn't have been a bad idea to bring back a couple of gallons with the way the Silver beauty's been hitting the maroony stuff lately. I do plead guilty to the fact that i am a "pedal to the metal" kind of person (is there any other kind) when with her, but with half of oil level getting depleted at 2000 kms sure is a rude awakening. Now i know why i have a castrol can in my boot and an oil level gauge on the infotainment system. But before i consider getting my better half enrolled for OA (Oilaholics Anonymous) there is this little matter of my trip to Amby Valley, which i wish to humbly share.
So, with the Saudi clients happy = boss very happy = me can keep his job (whew!!) now time to consider another little outing but this time round strictly without the aunty, uncles etc. Actually, i planned to make this trip with someone who looks like a love child of Katrina Kaif and Megan Fox, but common sense prevailed. I mean the last thing you need when driving flat out on the curves is another set of curves sitting next to you to distact, actually what elders would probably prescribe for such an occassion would be an ol' chum who just happens to weight on the correct side of 145 kg with a phenomenal taste in music (and what i personally feel a slightly unhealthy obsession with A.R Rehman and Kailash Kher).
So, yet another Sunday early morning start at 0700 hrs very much in the A.M, got to the garage pulled out the cover and realised its been ages since i last saw her, thankfully had some professionals come over to the place when i was in the Middle East to have her properly cleaned and detailed so she looked very much like a million dollars (well INR 3.6 Million - depreciation, at least) when the first rays of early morning sun hit her. Fired her up, let her set into the groove got open the sunroof...... it's going to be a beautiful day, the man and his better half, the machine concurred.
Picked up Nimesh, my deejay, friend, philosopher for the trip, reset the 2 onboard trip computers for a new journey, this time round decided to fill her up on tankful of BPCL Speed, just to see if there was any difference in engine response and off on the eastern express highway to Navi-Mumbai. The drive was sublime as always and her road manners still are nothing short of grace personified, little did she know that today's trip was being made with a totally different objective, crossed Thane-Belapur road and made an entrance on Palm Beach just after Vashi train station, it just so happened that one of my ol time fav tracks from Janbaaz happened to hit on the infotainment system and now i could not control!! So for the very very first time shifted the stick into the hallowed territory "S-Mode" and we were in for a shock, the very first thing that came into my mind when i floored her hard was "Did i renew my life insurance premium?" but dismissed the thought immediately, reprimanding myself for being such a nitwit as this was neither the time or place for such earthly thoughts. Here i was sitting in the nicely upholstered lap of what i feel is arguably one of the finest piece of engineering to come out from Ingolstadt and am having thoughts about Life Insurance, so with the same summarily dismissed and banished from re-entry anytime soon, got me polaroid shades on and stared straight ahead to get on with business, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do (sorry watched a couple of ol westerns on the flight back). Summoning up some courage had a quick glance at the dash, the vital stats were as follows:
Engine Speed - 4750 RPM
Gearing - S4
Terminal Velocity - Do you really want to know??
Infotainment - Title track from Janbaaz with a rear fader bias for pseudo surround effect and bass boost.
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Friends, for whats about to come next, please do not imitate this at home.........