I have some heart breaking news...
Guys I might be selling the Integra. I've put it up for sale at a higher price but if someone wants it, it's going. Why you might ask? I just don't 'feel' it anymore. I think the EG Civc was more fun. This might sound stupid but...
It's too perfect - but not. Let me explain.
I've wanted this car since I was about 12. I remember the school boy days of drooling over pictures of it and watching Youtube videos of it speeding past other cars on the racetrack for hours on end. The sound of it screaming at 8400rpm - yummy!
This is the perfect example of 'never meet your heros'.
Yes, it is fast. But it is too fast. I no longer understand this obsession of fast cars on public roads. Yes, they're 'fun', but you can never go fast on the roads, making them simply frustrating. Worse is that I'm driving a distinct looking car that police target. It's not the fastest car in the world (by far) but already it's too much for the public roads. Doesn't help that none of that power is evident under 5000rpm...
Perfection... For an Integra boy, this car is simply a dream example. The paint is spotless, the chassis is tight and the engine is in tip top condition with exceptionally low kms with a full logbook. Most importantly, it hasn't been molested by a 17 year old boy. Why? The previous owner was born in an era where pet microceratops were the norm. I assume she wasn't a very boring grandma - more likely:
Her left knee has finally lost it's battle against arthritis and she can no longer drive a manual car - Just a guess.
I just can't keep it - I find myself driving slower as to not damage the engine. I find myself going out to dinner, and endlessly thinking if the Integra is safe. I find myself cleaning every imperfection off it as soon as I see them. I find myself parking on the street, then having to catch a taxi to the curb as to not scratch it's rims.
I now understand it. 12 year old me put the Integra on a pedestal so high that it cannot co-exist with the real world. In the real world, there are speed limits, cars break, paint scratches, there's dirt and it rains. That and there are other people - none of which are near perfect. Curbs are also not made of marshmellow, and crashing hurts.
Not the best pictures of the car, but this is from the night after work that I thought I might sell her. I took out my camera and took some quick snaps. Lets see if she sells!
