Friday, March 27, 2009

Square One.

Haven't written in for quite a bit and quite a fair bit has happened. First off I've moved away from Milano into someplace in the middle of Richmond, where most of my day takes place anyways (think uni and work). Secondly, my project-cum-workhorse EG4 has been totalled (read total-loss) last Tuesday (I won't go into details but it was not my doing for once). So it's all a bit odd. There were some (Sydney for one) good times with the car. It was surprisingly fuel efficient, torquey and did the job without (much) complaining, although the red-pink faded paint job did bring back not so fond memories of the 1.3. Well I suppose the end of the project was inevitable anyway. A considerable amount of time (and resources) was put into sourcing suitable wheels, tyres, exhaust tailpipe, let alone the Spoon front splitter (understand that Melbourne is a total mod part sourcing nightmare). I just kinda feel bad for the EG. It's like it had such potential. A B18C transplant, a pair of Recaros and some footwork complimented with some gun metal paint was all it needed (OK maybe a decent amp, some 6X9s, a sub, sunroof, front and rear lens, a HID system, mudflaps, boot cover, spoon spoiler and some upholstery refurbishing was in order).
So yeah, it's all over now (for the better I suppose) but then what I'm left with is the bicycle again (and public transport). Granted that the train station is really close by and the tram stop is directly in front of the house, it means trips to K-mart at 3am or my frankfurter run to the Safeway in Camberwell is pretty much a no-no. I've contemplated cycling around at night, but it's getting pretty cold at the moment. I like cold mind you, but then I like cold so I can huddle up in my blanket, safe and warm. Not so much when you're travelling at 20 or so km/h without a windshield (Don't say superbiking is the same cos you get to wear nice leathers and a full faced Arai or whatever and you'd just look silly riding a bicycle in leathers.) So it's back to PGR4 I suppose.

Square one. Again.