Yes...the end result would be a skoda octavia.I had a chance to get into a skoda octavia today afternoon and I just had to share my experiences with all of you today itself.
I could not believe my eyes when a friend of mine , waltzed into my office in the afternoon and said that she had just bought a new octavia.I sat patiently with her waiting my turn to get myself behind the wheels and sing with this east european lady .
From the outside , she does not have the elegance of a sonnata nor does she have the allure of a lancer.The octavia is strictly in a class of its own.She looks cute from her sides though the car could defenitely go to a dentist to change those ugly dentures in front for better pearly whites.
I was not expecting much , when I sat behind the wheels.My heart was not beating above my scheduled rate..but then suddenly..
rev this lady up ..and she’s like a baby bull(Sometimes she shows masculine overtones, which is nice as long it is controlled..right).This turbocharged 1984 cc diesel engine is no spotted deer gentlemen , this is a baby bull alright.I drove it all the way to 130 km/hr on a smooth empty stretch and there was not a rattle anywhere.
It is true that the relatively front-heavy diesel rolls a bit more than the normal petrol babes of its class, but the sensation behind the wheel is of a car that can do the ‘jumping jelly bean trip ’ routine with the least bit of protest, time after time.
The octavia diesel at 11.00 whooping lacs is an attractive option for those who miss those good old days with their amby.It could be a second car , which you drive off into your farm house on the week ends , but ..i am sorry to say she aint built for mumbai city traffic.The baby would find our gallis and roads too cramped for releasing the bull within her and the deer in her would cry out for more open space.
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