Lances at the ready

Time for a test drive dear reader.

Our showroom saga continues

We once again had the little bowing salesman beetling back and forth getting an assortment of data and car keys while we mulled things over.
The first car we test drove [which His Nibs was initially very keen on] turned out to be a tad claustrophobic. This was ironic because we had fully intended to downsize. This car, however, turned out to be a downsize too far.

So, having gone on the shortest test drive imaginable His Nibs took us all back to the showroom to rethink the whole downsizing thing.
We had a wee wander round the lot and fell upon another [much larger]car to test drive. It had a lot more bells and whistles and, therefore,it cost more. So then we adopted joust positions. I mean, we did like little bowing man but he was a salesman and we were customers so a purchasing joust was inevitable.

We were invited into the shiny, buffed showroom for a shiny, buffed coffee while he did that one finger typing thing. Once all our details were laboriously keyed in he nipped out twice - allegedly to check details and have someone called 'Gary' to print them off for him. I think he was having a fly chat with his manager or a comfort break. He certainly didn't return with any printouts. Maybe 'Gary' had suffered some catastrophic injury whilst preparing the printouts and had to be airlifted to hospital from the car lot. Who knows.

In any event, the car had a price on it. A big price. Strike one to bowing man. We had the geriatric Ugly Bug as part exchange. The price didn't shrink much. At all. Strike two to bowing man. We countered with a series of questions on spec and reliability. Strike for the home team! Then we did the 'Here's my limit'-and-walk-away thing. That seriously wounded bowing man. He offered to find us similar within our price range. Beads of perspiration dripped from his lance. [Sounds Freudian that, sorry]

We walked away, armour and honour intact.

He rang us before we'd left the car park with another offer. We'll let him sweat a bit and joust with a few other salesmen before we claim our prize...