The car's bloody lovely, well worth the long wait (just under six months I reckon, but then I'd made them hang onto it for the last three weeks so it had the 10 plate). Not sure I've worked out the on board trip computer yet; have managed to get the iPod working and finally sussed out how the cd player works. Doh. I've already cricked my neck getting in the car as both it and the door frame are incredibly low after my Mark 5 Golf GT Sport. There's not a huge amount of headroom either, even with the seat all the way down and I'm only 5'9 or so; don't think my 6'7 little brother's going to be nicking this and going for a sly roar. Shame.
I've only driven 16 miles so far this afternoon, just around Cheltenham and Gloucester and already the boy racers are trying to tempt me. Ok. So they tempted me and they lost, but that's their lookout. Not sure I'm going to hang onto my clean driving licence for long.
I'm sure you've all seen squillions of Candys, I've seen one near home this afternoon after not seeing a Scirocco for a couple of weeks, but here's a couple of quick pics I snapped with the iPhone this morning. Spot the forgotten, abandoned briefcase (complete with laptop and no end of gadgetry) at the side of the car.
Straight off the truck:
Briefcase abandoned whilst I drool:
Chuffed to flipping bits.
