As activity seems rather quiet on here right now, I thought I would add a car blog in Glynsky’s absence.
My little gem, a Jaguar, parked up in the garage most of the time and brought out for fun and outings etc., is an XKR 4.2 Special Edition.
Interior leather is ivory with two tone dash and doors. The electric roof is blue, to go with the pacific blue body.
I don’t know if the Jag hits any spots for others out there, but I do know Glynsky’s Papa had a taste for the Jags. The interior is quite lavish for a performance sports car, with walnut dash and all the added comfort items. In a couple of years or so this will class as a “classic” and increase in value. Just love the older body shape, but that’s just me!
Performance wise it is a 420bhp, 306KW, 4,196cc supercharged V8 petrol engine, driving rear wheels via 6spd automatic gearbox. Max speed: 155mph, (limited by computer), but does 0-62mph: 4.9 secs, which isn’t bad. It certainly thumps one into the back of the seat when the throttle is put to the floor! For anyone into the technical stuff, 6250 RPM, engine torque in lbs.ft 413 & 4000 RPM, Cremona 20″ alloys, DSC-Dynamic Stability Control, High performance ‘alcon’ brake callipers and discs, ABS + EBD + EBA.
So for those other motor heads out there, not just into Italian cars, hope this cheers up your day.
This happened at Newark Airport.
For all of you out there who have had to deal with an irate customer, this one is for you.
A crowded United Airlines flight was canceled.
A single agent was rebooking a long line of inconvenienced travelers.
Suddenly, an angry passenger pushed his way to the desk. He slapped his ticket on the counter and said;
“I HAVE to be on this flight and it has to be FIRST CLASS.”
The agent replied, “I’m sorry, sir. I’ll be happy to try to help you, but I’ve got to help these folks first; and then I’m sure we’ll be able to work something out.”
The passenger was unimpressed.
He asked loudly, so that the passengers behind him could hear, “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM?”
Without hesitating, the agent smiled and grabbed her public address microphone. “May I have your attention, please?”, she began, her voice heard clearly throughout the terminal. “We have a passenger here at Gate 14 WHO DOES NOT KNOW WHO HE IS. If anyone can help him with his identity, please come to Gate 14.”
With the people behind him in line laughing hysterically, the man glared at the United Airlines agent, gritted his teeth, and said, “F*** You!” Without flinching, she smiled and said, “I’m sorry sir, you’ll have to get in line for that, too.”