And the fact that the car took care of me.
You must be wondering what is up with this ‘Spilt Personality’. There’s no other way I can describe the car. It’s hot and cool, protective and harsh, stubborn and adjusting. All at the same time.
So, I am not a major auto-reviewer criticizing or praising an automobile here. That’s not my job. I want to talk about my heart-in-the-mouth experience.
Few months back, we had driven to Lonavala in a Fortuner. Sturdy black one. I was quite impressed. But I was like, “What the hell, I am not sure if I’ll be able to drive this huge Toyota car.” And I didn’t.
Lo Behold! Few months later, I was driving a super hot white Fortuner on the slush and the mud in the middle of the rains. Forget the smooth and silky roads. This was an off-roading track. Chocolate coloured mud (by the way, which looked darn hot on a white Fortuner), small and large rocks, twigs and the water. It rained on and off. That made the terrain more competitive and inviting. But the car didn’t care. I had not seen this side of the two-faced monster.
What added to the excitement was the build-up I faced. Somehow, my turn to sit on the driver’s seat was getting delayed now and then. The off-roading expert who had done almost 40 laps took us for another round. It did come to us as an experience when he was almost zooming through the track. The car obeyed the master without any questions. In 15-20 minutes, we were back at the beginning of the same track. This time the driving seat was for me. I had to do it. It was so welcoming. It gave me some kind of confidence. And ofcourse, I had my ego to take care of
In between the blaring walkie-talkie with the off-roading expert, the downpour and @yashasmitta and @udaibir with bated breath, I challenged the car. And it passed the test. Leaving a very proud enthusiast inside me.
Thanks to a lot of people.