獨孤求丙

獨孤求丙

Bringing a Vehicle into Canada from the U.S. of A. – A New Level of Terror!

Anyone who is thinking of following the increasing trend to save thousands of $$$ by buying a car from the Big Apple and bringing the car into the Great White North, you should definitely read my hellish experience before you jump in with both feet…

First, my glorious test drive experience:

For the most part, this 2008 CR-V is a lot better than I thought because:

1. Honda has improved significantly on the road noise and cabin vibration. The drive feels a lot quieter than my 1997’s first generation guinea pig from Honda (granted that Honda actually had another SUV before the V- the worth-a-good-spit Isuzu-built Passport that met its demise when report after report showed that the vehicle was not even unreliable, it was worse than sitting next to a 300 pounder in a Greyhound bus all the way throughout a cross-Canada journey!)
2. With 166 horsepower rather than 120 ponies as in my ’97 V, I am sure this gas miser with close to 30 mpg highway fuel efficiency won’t practically grind to a halt during the climb of the West Virginia mountains, like what my ’97 V did to me when I was en route from Toronto to Orlando, Florida last time, and the time before, and also the time before the time before, and….
3. The safety features in this beauty can probably save my ass when God finds my stingy existence too much to bear and wants to surprise me with a lightning bolt, a 2-ton rock rolling down from the rockies, or with a Marilyn Monroe-class knockout wearing the skimpiest dress from Milan and standing at the traffic lights where the corner of my right eye can see while I am making an illegal U-turn at Yonge and Dundas! To put into perspective what my $18,800 has bought me:

  • 2 front and 2 window-mount curtain air bags for the least important occupants in the front, 2 window-mount curtain air bags for the most important passengers in the rear
  • 3-point seat-belt for the rear-centre passenger who happens to survive even being squished in the middle of the rear seats, which isn’t there (or at least I haven’t noticed after driving for 10 long years) on my ’97 V.
  • 225-65R17″ tires to raise the vehicle even higher above the ground – well, at least when this beast rolls over, we’ll get a wilder spin than the the 360-degree roller coaster torture you’d willingly pay to experience at the Ex.
  • 5-star frontal impact collision rating, 5-star side-impact collision rating in the front, 5-star     side-impact collision rating in the rear, and, does it still surprise us, AND 5-star rear impact     rating. If you are too old and confused and just got dizzy by reading these 25 stars, take my advice, PLEASE, don’t sit behind the wheels – or at least not when I am out and about AND have just stepped out of my new 20-grand protective shield!
  • The shift column is now conveniently located at the centre console of the dashboard, NOT right next to my wiper control stick so there is no way any female driving my V would get confused when trying to shift from P to D by fiddling with the wiper control stick – and, that, could be the greatest safety feature ever ah!!!!

4. The Euro-style, top-centre mount antenna is not only stylish to look at, it’s practically bend-proof – unlike my first generation V that most people’s driver-side mount slender antenna has already been bent out of shape and practically flatten, more like the aftermath of taking one of those expired Viagara purchased from some junk mail sender out there
5. Turning radius is expectedly small. Which means I can do all the illegal U-turns without being stuck in the middle of the road, of course, that is whenever an OPP cruiser, Toronto Police cruiser or York Regional Police vehicle is out of my sight.
6. The rear seats flip and hide away in a much more civilized way than my ’97 V, that means I had to lose a few hairs trying to figure out how the mechanism works. After the rear seats are completed flattened, the trunk space can probably fit 2 Rosie O’Donnels + 5 Ellen DeGeneres, and 2 Sumo Wrestlers + 2 pieces of luggage. You may ask, “Why do you want to squeeze all these people and things (please mind the differences in them) into your humungous trunk space?” I’d say, “You have a nice day!”
7. There are: 1 scratch mark on the right rear door, one paint chip on the hood, and several paint chips around the edge of the gas lid and are all easily fixed by my $7 colour-code matched touch-up paint I just got from a dealer here. “WHY IS THE PAINT DAMAGED?” GT mom migh ask, but I can explain two of the three spots because I perfectly understand that driving on highways, you get pieces of stone flying at you that insurance companies love to use as an excuse to jack up your premium next year if you dare to file a claim to fix the damages caused by them. I also understand that the driver(s) of this vehicle probably went berzerk when he saw the price of gas while opening the gas lid and just vented his/her frustration on the gas lid, but I just don’t understand why the lower panel of the rear side door would have a 3-inch scratch like that? A lady in high heels tried to step into the vehicle before she remembered to open the door (like it hasn’t happened before?)? A punk kid with pointy hair attempted to tie his shoe strings and scratched my CR-V with his hair when bending down? That’s something I would definitely file as a mysterious case #90210 under the X-Files.

To be continued so stay tuned…

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August 28, 2008 - Posted by | Uncategorized

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