Like a pair of newlyweds, I am in love with the Volkswagen Golf GTI. It has been two months since we moved in together and we get along extremely well, like a house on fire.
She doesn’t just have the good looks, especially in the sexy white outfit that she came with; she is rather practical too on a daily basis. Her booth is well proportioned and easy to access. She easily carries our weekly shopping without complaints, and during our outing to the nursery, she even swallowed the 150cm tall yellow palm that now graces our living room.
She is also very accommodating. She wouldn’t mind having a few of my friends tag along to one of our day trips to South Australia’s famed Barrosa Valley for some wine tasting, and more importantly, to replenish the depleting ‘cellar’.
She even provided them with their own air-conditioning at the back, not to mention ample leg and headroom for one of them who is 6ft tall.
Hospitality is her forte. There are cup holders in front of them for their coffees, and bottle holders on the doors that would hold 1 litre bottles for the hour and 15 min journey.
It is easy to live with her, as she makes life easy for me with little conveniences, like the ‘comfort indicator’, where all I need to do is press the indicator stalk down lightly and she will flash her indicators 3 times for lane changing. She will also politely notify me when the tyre pressure falls below the safe operating threshold; or when the washer fluid reservoir needs topping up – although the latter comes only when the optional bi-xenon headlights are equipped (a $2,100 option).
Despite her athletic nature, she isn’t a big drinker, which makes taking her out on dates relatively easy on the wallet. However, she is a girl with taste and will only consume the more expensive premium juice (minimum 95 RON).
Over the course of two months, her average consumption stood at 8.8l/100km, where we spent 95% of our time in the city. If we went for a run on the freeway, her thirst drops to an impressive 6.7l/100km.
Like any long term relationship, you soon find there are minor niggles. They aren’t big issues which make you question the relationship, but more like bad habits that become more apparent with time.
A couple of annoying ones are – she will creak around her B-pillars whenever we drive through a gutter or uneven road surface; she also dislikes using her wipers and will protest with loud shudders on each down stroke – sometimes so severe that I turned them off just to please her.
I have however, contacted her maker, Volkswagen, who advised me to send her in for a check-up, which I have promptly arranged.
In the meantime, we are off to the movies at the drive-in cinema to watch ‘The Five Year Engagement’!
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