Finally did a long trip in the car—400 miles to SF and another 400 back this past weekend—and it did surprisingly well, actually!
• No buyer's remorse.
• No shattered spines.
• It'll roadtrip fine for two adults.
• Excellent brakes and maneuverability, though I wish I hadn't had to put those to the test quite this much…
• SF still sucks.
Pre-trip picture (no, I still haven't washed it):
Up to 5,300 miles now in 5.5 months. The first service is scheduled for 6,000mi/6mo, so I'm right on schedule. Should really wash the car, too
I got hit…twice. Rear-ended into the car in front of me the first time, just rear-ended the second time. Wasn't moving either time. Repairs flawless. Should buy a dash cam… In addition to this, a neighbor at my old place dented and scratched the passenger side door a bit. I'll live with that until I collect enough damage to make a body shop trip worthwhile. Fucking LA drivers.
I think I'm almost at 9,000 miles or so. I drive a lot less because a motorcycle is far superior in LA. Happy miles, looking forward to many more. Just as few commuting ones as possible.
I haven't gone for a drive just for the sake of driving in a little while. Dustin (@thedguy) came by with his S2000 and we went canyon carving back in October, and I don't know that I've done it since. Should remedy that sometime soon.
And on a related note, I think this spring will be a good time for some AutoX. And by "spring" I mean any day now, really. A nearby friend has an MR-S track car and a 996 C2 cabrio road car, and I think he wants to take them both there, so I'll likely tag along.
Full disclosure: I briefly flirted with the idea of selling the car for financial reasons, but the math just didn't work out with such a recent purchase. Besides, what would I do in three years? Buy another one just like, most likely.
Mods have been put on hold indefinitely. Yes, this includes wheels. Though once I scrub off what's left of these tires…
And now some pictarz:
Stepped in gum, barely had the torque to leave (lulz courtesy of @Mitchi):
Unrelatedly, I should've bought a fucking lottery ticket yesterday—it was my lucky day.
My garage has a rather narrow, tunnel-like, sloped entryway. I have to back into it at an angle and then correct, due to the narrow alley from which I enter. Once I make it down partway, I can start turning the steering wheel to the right, to steer in the correct direction.
This has been a problem exactly 0 times in the two months I've lived there so far…until last night.
I was backing in, and somehow fucked up and got too close to the wall on the left. No matter, I can pull the e-brake, shift into first, and get away from it. Except somehow I miss the shift, so the car still goes backwards and the left front fender slams into the wall. Fuck. Angry as fuck, I perform the intended maneuver, back down and into my parking spot, and get out to assess the carnage.