Blimey! It’s been a long time since I’ve blogged anything in the motoring world. I’ve been far too busy with that distracting thing called the real world: I’ve moved house, working hard on webdesign for an exciting new ‘Online Will’ project, video streaming for Uncle Daves Project Management Training site and the occasional waffley technical blog… all makes Mr MotoLimey a very busy chap. But I digress…
My trusty old Porsche Cayenne S 2008 finally clocked into the 180k miles territory. Still without any major problems (apart from the drive shaft thingie and a regular patches like a new battery, brakes, oil changes etc). But it developed a dripping little leaking from the front steering rack, the last service told me it was due a major service which was going to touch the $3k margin plus it needed new brake rotors all round. So, facing a garage bill in the realms of $4,000+ I came to a painful decision.
So, living the sunshine of Nevada – what do look for?
I stumbled across this rather lovely 2013 Audi A5 Premium Cabriolet. It’s a 2.0 Turbo engine, drives like a sleek shark wiggling through virgin olive oil, pulls like a bull running down a Pamplona side street wearing comfy shoes and when the roof is down – makes my hair ruffle like a sea anemone in heat.
Currently in day 2 of ownership – Big thumbs up so far.
Of course I took some video of trading in the Porker and will upload that later this week.
And get back into doing some more regular blogs.
And finally get my bloody American Motorcycle license and start riding the old Yellow Peril around the desert.
I originally bought this bike in Virginia, when I first moved to the good ole USA back in 2010. I got it from a guy in Ohio who had not ridden it for nearly 6 years (or so he said). But, the bike was clean and it started after a little persuasion, ran for about 15 minutes and then died… I trailored it back to my then home in VA, parked it in my office and promptly went off to work in Georgia for nearly a year. The triumph slept once more.
Then I relocated to South Carolina, Tiberius moved with me into a fresh new storage locker. I did some investigation and found the fuel line had come off the input port in the fuel pump in side the tank. Refitted the line and he started up (with a little reluctance) and I even managed to ride him around my local community for 20 minutes before it died again.
Hashtag “back in storage”.
Then I took a 3 month job in Vegas (who wouldn’t?) and that then stretched to a year and then lead me to here — Southern California. I’m here for a few while, so it’s time to try and fire the old geezer up and get him on the roads…