Yoda
Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2016 7:42 am
Okay, okay.
Before any of you start I realise it's not a rocco.
But I needed another toy and have wanted another Mk1 since I had my last one in the mid-'90's.
The bit below was something I wrote for something else so excuse the odd references. It gives a quick overview of where I've come from and what's led me up to here. I've been a bit quiet of late so this should bring you up to speed a bit
But why would you ever buy an old car? A new one is much better?
Le sigh.
For the last two years I've put my 20 year passion to one side and concentrated on other things in life. For those of you that don't know, I've spent two decades deeply involved in the Vw family with a good few of those within the excellent Scirocco Register. Then, at the tail end of 2013 I left a job I absolutely hated and threw myself into my new role. I've always been dedicated and I knew that I wouldn't have the same freedom to disappear from the work radar for days on end so I made the somewhat rash decision to sell the car I'd spent seven years building (in pieces, obviously), gradually hand over my responsibilities to SR and leave it all behind for a while while I concentrated on the new job. Here's where we fast forward a bit.
I'll try to keep all this as simple and short as possible but…. Over the next few years I went through a bit of a change. I learnt how to interact with people a bit more (my old role was very solitary) and actually got to know the people I work with and relaxed a bit. I spent whole weekends with my wife and didn't spend all my free time stressing about parts, events and other bits and bobs. Oh yeah, and I put weight on. But the best thing was that I I fell in love with cars again. There's been a lot of hate over the last 10/15 years about the "scene" and the people in it.
Frankly, I couldn't give a shet, I just sucked all the bits I liked in and dipped in and out whenever I felt the need and it worked. I Realised just how much I love the hobby I have and how lucky I've been to meet the people I have. Unsurprisingly, I discovered that my buddies inside the scene where my buddies outside as well, the shared love we had for the money stealing, mobile skips we all obsessed over was just one part of our friendship. So know we find ourselves here, and the statement up top. Ish. For about the last six months I've had the itch, and it's the itch you get when you know something's inevitable. Everyone has seen it coming and it's been nice and gradual. I've been able to put together a time frame (I'm 40 in less than 18 months) and the figures all work out. I've taken my time, narrowed down my options and waited until what I really wanted has come up rather than get the first thing offered and regret it later. As it turns out, the lucky candidate has been found by someone I trust and who's as enthusiastic and passionate as I am. So anyway, that statement. The current daily is a very quick, very comfy, four wheel drive pocket rocket. It's reliable, a pleasure to drive and everything works. Why, as my colleague rightly points out, would I want to choose to drive a car that was built before most people were born with no heating, no power steering, no abs and none of the luxuries I've come to expect? If you've read all this and can't understand why then I probably won't ever be able to explain. If you can then I'll see you at pod this year with a beer.
Before any of you start I realise it's not a rocco.
But I needed another toy and have wanted another Mk1 since I had my last one in the mid-'90's.
The bit below was something I wrote for something else so excuse the odd references. It gives a quick overview of where I've come from and what's led me up to here. I've been a bit quiet of late so this should bring you up to speed a bit
But why would you ever buy an old car? A new one is much better?
Le sigh.
For the last two years I've put my 20 year passion to one side and concentrated on other things in life. For those of you that don't know, I've spent two decades deeply involved in the Vw family with a good few of those within the excellent Scirocco Register. Then, at the tail end of 2013 I left a job I absolutely hated and threw myself into my new role. I've always been dedicated and I knew that I wouldn't have the same freedom to disappear from the work radar for days on end so I made the somewhat rash decision to sell the car I'd spent seven years building (in pieces, obviously), gradually hand over my responsibilities to SR and leave it all behind for a while while I concentrated on the new job. Here's where we fast forward a bit.
I'll try to keep all this as simple and short as possible but…. Over the next few years I went through a bit of a change. I learnt how to interact with people a bit more (my old role was very solitary) and actually got to know the people I work with and relaxed a bit. I spent whole weekends with my wife and didn't spend all my free time stressing about parts, events and other bits and bobs. Oh yeah, and I put weight on. But the best thing was that I I fell in love with cars again. There's been a lot of hate over the last 10/15 years about the "scene" and the people in it.
Frankly, I couldn't give a shet, I just sucked all the bits I liked in and dipped in and out whenever I felt the need and it worked. I Realised just how much I love the hobby I have and how lucky I've been to meet the people I have. Unsurprisingly, I discovered that my buddies inside the scene where my buddies outside as well, the shared love we had for the money stealing, mobile skips we all obsessed over was just one part of our friendship. So know we find ourselves here, and the statement up top. Ish. For about the last six months I've had the itch, and it's the itch you get when you know something's inevitable. Everyone has seen it coming and it's been nice and gradual. I've been able to put together a time frame (I'm 40 in less than 18 months) and the figures all work out. I've taken my time, narrowed down my options and waited until what I really wanted has come up rather than get the first thing offered and regret it later. As it turns out, the lucky candidate has been found by someone I trust and who's as enthusiastic and passionate as I am. So anyway, that statement. The current daily is a very quick, very comfy, four wheel drive pocket rocket. It's reliable, a pleasure to drive and everything works. Why, as my colleague rightly points out, would I want to choose to drive a car that was built before most people were born with no heating, no power steering, no abs and none of the luxuries I've come to expect? If you've read all this and can't understand why then I probably won't ever be able to explain. If you can then I'll see you at pod this year with a beer.
