I was driving to Toronto in mid-October (2011) and for some reason, as if it were a sign from God, my head was filled with the memory of seeing a sweet little quasi-cranberry-coloured Corrado in a restaurant parking lot in Ottawa three or four years ago. Being a car freak/geek, this was not unusual. I think of cars OFTEN. The memory was short-lived and life carried on.
Days later, on October 13, I receive a text message from an unknown phone number asking simply "Hi there is this kent?"
"Who wants to know?" was my reply.
"Haha, I don't know if you would remember but you left a card on my Corrado a few years back saying if I ever plan on selling the car to let you know , well that time has come."
So, was this a sign from God? Was he testing me? Teasing me? Or just jerking my chain?
The owner, Clint, and I exchanged a few texts and I went to Ottawa to look at the car and take it for a test drive.
Yes, you guessed it. I bought the car. Who could resist the purrrrrr of that supercharger at 140 kms...
My first VW. And probably the best looking one they ever built. I would later learn it was in fact 'burgundy pearl' and not 'quasi cranberry' but I can live with that colour. Love it! It was the colour that attracted me to the car in the first place at the Montana's restaurant in the IDEA plaza in Ottawa. I remember the food not being all that good ... but now having the car has more than made up for it.