Our car has returned to us from the garage, cleaner, shinier and less dented than it left us. Also with a flat battery and a very strong perfume.
It had been away for a week, during which we were driving a courtesy car: a red Nissan, whose brand I can't remember. If I had bonded with this replacement, it might have been useful to know what it was, since we are beginning to consider what our next car might be. But it was a diesel model, so, not even remotely tempting. It had some clever tricks - the wing mirrors folded themselves in when you parked, out when you opened the doors - but I'm guessing this will be common in newer cars, and I found the doors heavy to open. I don't know what it felt like to drive, of course, but it felt clunky to me as a passenger. Fine for driving around town for a week, and all useful information.
All this was caused by one of the students next door over-eatimating his skill at combining a three point turn with a hill start; and paid for by his mother's insurance. He didn't do much damage. I don't know why the garage needed a whole week to hammer out a small dent and retouch the paintwork (no, of course they don't do that, they replace the entire panel) but in the process they seem to have cured the fault in the driver's window, which we are now able to open.
So on balance, I'm inclined to forgive the garage for the flat battery; we were able to start the car by rolling it downhill. And I expect the perfume will wear off eventually.
It had been away for a week, during which we were driving a courtesy car: a red Nissan, whose brand I can't remember. If I had bonded with this replacement, it might have been useful to know what it was, since we are beginning to consider what our next car might be. But it was a diesel model, so, not even remotely tempting. It had some clever tricks - the wing mirrors folded themselves in when you parked, out when you opened the doors - but I'm guessing this will be common in newer cars, and I found the doors heavy to open. I don't know what it felt like to drive, of course, but it felt clunky to me as a passenger. Fine for driving around town for a week, and all useful information.
All this was caused by one of the students next door over-eatimating his skill at combining a three point turn with a hill start; and paid for by his mother's insurance. He didn't do much damage. I don't know why the garage needed a whole week to hammer out a small dent and retouch the paintwork (no, of course they don't do that, they replace the entire panel) but in the process they seem to have cured the fault in the driver's window, which we are now able to open.
So on balance, I'm inclined to forgive the garage for the flat battery; we were able to start the car by rolling it downhill. And I expect the perfume will wear off eventually.