Adieu, Auf Wiedersehen, farewell my dearest GTi

Around 3 years before, even before I started this blog, I had bought my first car. Must have cost me 4500$ in total, but was entirely my money. The first car in my life, the first car in our family. My parents don’t use a car even today and we are quite used to that. Motorbikes have always been my first love and somehow that spread to cars as well. I see them as things of passion unlike many who think of them as metal boxes with four tires and airbags. That’s why it hurt a bit lot to see my car go, but alas it had to be done. I had to let go of it and move on with life, so no regrets at all.

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But what I regret the most is that I couldn’t do a few modifications to the car and enjoy it a bit more. Don’t get me wrong, I loved driving it every single day. Not a day I was bored of it. Yes, there was a lack of power as compared to the bigger cars but the fun factor was there. A bit lighter and this would have been a pocket rocket. Finally when I sorted everything, it was time to give it away. That’s life I guess.

 

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I’ll miss the beautiful engine noise from this old school engine.

 

I'll miss taking pictures of it in the desert
I’ll miss taking pictures of it in the desert

 

I'll miss this steering wheel with no electric steering assist; plain and simple. I'll miss this bomb proof yet butter smooth gearbox.
I’ll miss this steering wheel with no electric steering assist; plain and simple yet handles like a go-kart. I’ll miss this bomb proof yet butter smooth gearbox; precise and slick shifts. Those heel & toes and rev matches, I’ll miss

 

I'll miss seeing the revs fly from 3000 to 6500. So linear and void of any induction.
I’ll miss seeing the revs fly from 3000 to 6500. So linear and void of any forced induction.

 

I'll miss those seats, they give me a warm hug from the back whenever I sit in the car. Was so low to the ground and felt home.
I’ll miss those seats, they give me a warm hug from the back whenever I sit in the car. Was so low to the ground and felt home.

Is there anything I do not miss? No.

I hope the car has found a better parking spot and a better owner than me.

 

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Goodbye GTi!


 

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DNA Tested – +ve!!!

I am not sure if you guys have noticed, the cars with number plates being transported on a flat bed recovery vehicle. A flat bed recovery vehicle is used to transport cars, small trucks which have broken down or can’t be driven on road due to other reasons to some intended location.

If you guys have noticed a recovery vehicle carrying a car, it will be mostly German. I dare say that 70% of the time it is. Sometimes it’s British cars; Landrover’s or Jag’s, and some other times it’s American. But the sight of a recovery truck carrying Merc, BMW, Audi or Porsche is a common. Yet to see a Jap to be taken on a flat bed recovery vehicle. In India too, the Germans occupy the recovery vehicle 95% of the time.

I was returning from work on a weekday, and I am at a 120 at 80 road which was entering a 120 kmph road, but empty of any traffic and mainly speed cams 😀 There is a right turn (45 degree approx), and the great thing about the GTI is that there is no need to slow down for turns, the little one would deal with it rather without any fuss. The turn lasts for like half a kilometer, and while I was exiting the turn the car starts misfiring. I hear some bursting sounds, and smell smoke. I take my foot off the throttle, then again put it down. The car is fine, it runs.

Again the next day, same place and almost the same time. This time it misfires bad. It slows down and I shift down. In 2 seconds it’s fine and I rev it again to glory. But I sense it, the car isn’t well. I call the doctors, who are working in some local hospital (read mechanics and garage). I share the symptoms.

‘I think he has Aids. Has he been sleeping around too much?’ 

‘Noooo! He is my son, he can never do that. He would always live by the Indian culture!’ crying fatherly tears 😥 

So the real conversation goes like this

‘I think it’s probably the spark plugs.’ 

I haven’t changed the sparks in ages. So the next day I have to take it 50 kms away from my place to get it repaired. What a pain in my brain! Apparently Germans put in too many sensors that normal mechanics will mess it up.

Next day at 9 in the morning, I fire the engine and after the usual warm up, I head towards them. The speed as less as 60. Now, the engine misfires and the cars dead.

God damn, right in the middle of the road. I push the keys and fire it again. It starts, but after moving 6 feet, it dies. I aim to move it outside the road and I succeed. I let it rest for 5 mins, then fire it again. It idles and is fine. I once again start off, again it dies…. again I move it out of the way. I call the mechanic, tell him the case. He says, don’t risk it… put it on a recovery and bring it across. 

I again wait for a bit, fire the engine. It’s fine and idling. I start again, this time revving hard so that it doesn’t stop. Naaa, that doesn’t help much either. I end up parking near a basic garage. I blew up something in that revving process, unfortunately (guessing). I ask the garage guy if he has a clue. He opens the engine cover and shows me the condition of the plug. I go to a nearest flat bed recovery guy and we fix the price and GTI goes to the doctor, but this time as a true German car 😛

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Arriving in style at the hospital, little bastard!!! 😛

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I am not going to take away the reliability thing completely from the VW. The cars service in my terms includes oil and filter change but in reality an authorized service centre would do much more than that. They check the brakes, all the fluids of the car, the belt and other essentials.This car has not underwent any of those in 56k kms. I haven’t checked the spark plug, nor for clogged injectors. So concluding that, the car is on flat bed recovery just because I was pushing the spark plug change to next month due to cramped finances. I will be paying up much more than the intended. My bad!

Potential repairs in the first look : Ignition coils electrically short, Spark plug replacement, fuel pump damage, clogged injectors.

Expected amount : I don’t even want to go there. It should be 20-25k Inr easily. VW knows how to suck my bank account dry.

Golf is like having a glorified super model gf. She is a gold digger and if she goes for a spin with your credit card, you end up selling your kidney next month. But again you love her so much that you can’t let go.

I am pretty much in the same situation. The Golf stays, I am not selling it 🙂  

And the other pain in my brain remains to be that god damn garage. Apparently all garages repairing Germans are thugs!!! They charge you out of the world, telling that it’s German. But basically for doing nothing!!! Thugs!!!