January 26, 2009
The photo above was taken on the 405 freeway yesterday from the tight confines of the Audi R8. It was a stark reminder of how important it is to choose the appropriate vehicle for the job.
You see, there are weekends when the R8 is available and I choose not to swipe the keys. Sounds unconscionable I know, but when I remember that the R8 has the cargo capacity of a carry-on bag, I often go with something a little larger to assure plenty of room for weekend errands.
Obviously, the gentleman above had no such options, so he made do with what he had. Then again, he did have a choice in televisions, and something tells me that sucker isn't a plasma.
-- Ed Hellwig, Senior Editor, Inside Line
December 15, 2008
A storm was brewing in Southern California, so I figured I'd get my weekly shopping done before it really kicked up. It was a strange night on Friday, the astrological Grand Cross was forming portentously in the sky, the clouds were crowding in, and the winds were calm. It was the calm before the storm.
I went to my local market and came out with about 7 bags of stuff. Then realized, oh crap, I have the R8. But as Mike mentioned in his last post, we just got the latch fixed on the Audi's trunk, so I opened the hood to reveal a seemingly tiny compartment. I turned to my passenger and said, "looks like you're holding some of this stuff on your lap."
July 05, 2008
Who would be dumb enough to take our long term 2008 Audi R8 on a six-day, 2,300 mile road trip?
Last time I drove an Audi R8, I proclaimed to those in our office whom would listen (thanks Mr. Goldfish) that the car is compliant and comfortable enough that one could drive it across the country without a moment's hesitation.
So now I'm putting that claim to the test. I'm taking it on a roadtrip to Seattle and back with a few stops along the way to visit family and to explore some cool roads.
First things first. Need to pack. How much stuff can you put in a mid-engine two seater? Turns out not much. The two duffels pictured above hold the brunt of stuff for two people and six days.
They fit quite nicely in the R8's trunk along with a gift for my sister, and there's at least two cubic centimeters left over:
June 17, 2008
Delta flight 936 dumps us in Atlanta on time and in one piece. Now all we need is a car. A car with air conditioning. They don't call it Hotlanta for nothing... Temperatures are near the 100 mark, with the humidity approaching 5,000,000 percent.
Audi told us the machine of our dreams would be waiting for us at a place called Park 'N Fly Plus. The instructions were clear. "After claiming your baggage," the email said, "follow the sign to Ground Transportation at the west end of the baggage claim concourse. The bus that will take you to your car will be parked toward the far left end of the second row of courtesy buses."
And it is. And our Daytona Gray Pearl Audi R8 is waiting for us as promised as well, tank full of 94 octane (gotta love the East Coast), tires shined like patent leather, its odometer showing 7,041 miles.
We packed light in anticipation of the Audi's slight 3.5 cubic feet of cargo room. Good thing. Our bare minimum for four days of living on the road fill the car's nose trunk and the small shelf behind the seats.
"Is that the car from iRobot?" asks the Park 'N Fly Plus guy.
It's a conversation we'll have many times over the next 3,000 miles. Should be a fun trip. Crank the A/C, let's go. Looks like we got a clear shot all the way to the 'Bama state line.