ENTRY 011 — 389 DAYS OF OWNERSHIP
So the car was finally picked up in Switzerland. But of course, customs took one look at it wanted a lot more documentation to prove it wasn’t being stolen. Copies of V5s, passports, random declarations and i hope that it’s…
So RAC European recovery are fed up of me calling them every other day and they finally gave me the number for their recovery team. Basking in the victory of being able to call the team in charge of the…
Called RAC European recovery again and still get the same response that it will be delivered on 28th September. Where was the car right now? No idea. Could they find out? Maybe – somebody should call me back at some…
Every handover video looks the same: keys on a walnut table, a bow on the wing, someone’s dad crying happily in the background. Mine went a little differently. I noticed the chip in the paint about an hour after I…
It only showed up warm, only above 4,000 RPM, and only on the right-hand sweeper near my house — which made it very hard to describe to anyone and very easy to start doubting I’d heard it at all. The…
I’d priced the car, the maintenance plan, even the tyres, before I ever signed anything. I had not priced what a 24-year-old apparently represents to an actuary. The first quote landed somewhere between ‘ambitious’ and ‘insulting’. A broker who specialises…
Brake fade at lap six was the first honest feedback the car had given me since I bought it. On the road, you never ask enough of the brakes for long enough to find their limit — a hard stop,…
One swirl mark taught me more about paint correction than a year of YouTube tutorials had managed. It happened on an ordinary Saturday, with a wash mitt I’d bought specifically because the reviews said it was ‘safe for delicate finishes’.…
Trickle chargers, tyre flat spots, a dehumidifier with its own subscription app — three months of not driving the car turned out to have its own line item in the budget. The trickle charger was the easy part: plug it…