The Saab 9.3
Trust the Swedes, they know how to make a car. Having driven one for a few hours too short some very many years ago, I fell in love with the Saab almost instantly. It was, and in all probability still is, a superb car. And if my memory still serve me right, it was the first mass-manufactured car fitted with a turbo engine - one hard press on the accelerator pedal, and the car would go flying even from a dead stop position.
As mentioned above, I did not fell in love with the Saab instantly. Rather, it took me almost 10 very long minutes (smile)!. Then, at first glance, I thought the car look too much like the old Citroen, which it too, took me some time to appreciate.
After looking at the exterior from several angles while my friend - the prospective buyer - sat in the driver's seat, I opened the front passenger's door and dumped myself into the seat. It could not have been then that I fell in love. Though the fragrance of the leather and rubber upholstery was distinctly fresh and succumbing, the dashboard was not exactly enticing as one would have thought for a highly priced automobile. Until...
The moment my friend stepped out of the car, I went around and took the driver's seat. It was then that I fell in love; the sheer holding of the steering wheel sent electricity up within me. My left hand caressed the almost stout shift-stick as my right hand did with the steering wheel, and even then, I was imagining myself driving on the open roads at full throttle. It was beautiful, the imagination that is. It was electrifying, the feeling that was. But like all dreams, it had to end. And it ended when my friend decided not to purchase the car. Still, while it lasted, the moments were almost magical.
What triggered this entry was when I read Raja Petra's 'Heal Thyself' earlier this morning, and continued on with several of the comments. Having read the posting and understanding it as I think it should be, I was half expecting some nasty remarks from the readers; I was disappointed! My disappointment though was not on the negative side, rather it was positively disappointing, if ever there are such things I should add. But, it had me laughing quietly in the hours after dawn. The comment that caught me off guard was sent by an indianputra and reads:
S A A B ... that should be the rallying cry during the next street march. A memo stating S A A B should be forwarded to the King..
S A A B - Sack Ahmad Abdullah Badawi
(The Car manufacturer SAAB may sponsor!!!) Just a wild thought
I wonder, should Saab the manufacturing company take this as an honour, or an insult?
ps. Out-of-topic (oot): kindly watch a superb video here, and be mesmerised by what it has to say.