This is just a test to see how long posts turn out… ;)
I’ve noticed that some people call this a ‘build thread’. In my case it is ‘repairing’ not ‘building’ that I’ve been doing a lot of. My car is a never-ending repair job, and fortunately, I have a never-ending amount of love to give to it. Sometimes I wonder whether this is for the best, for either of us…
The ‘blue car’ and I began our relationship on 20/11/2010. The receipt is still on my fridge to this day. I never bothered to give it a name, as no name ever seemed fitting enough for it. I’ve had to give it the defining title of ‘blue’ simply because there have been two other Geminis under my roof since. One person suggested ‘crappy Gemini’ and they no longer get lifts home.
(above: Dad with blue Gem, 2011)
I wasn’t always going to be a Gemini owner. I picked it because I liked the colour, the headlights and the fact that it was less than $1500. I also didn’t have my manual license when I made the decision to buy it. The owner had to drive it to my house. Without so much as a “goodbye” and “good luck”, this guy was halfway down the street again in the backseat of his mate’s Holden Commodore, which had tailed us for the Joondalup to Dianella journey.
A minute later I learnt my first new ‘Gemini word’. Dad revealed that my beloved new beast had a “leaky head” – a problem that I didn’t yet understand, but would soon result in me having to stop twice in the emergency lane each time I headed to and from university. This routine persisted for a good year, before it blew completely leaving a nice beer cap-sized hole, which Daz later helped me fix.
People who know nothing about cars often commend me on how much I know about cars. They’re quite mistaken. The little I do know, I should attribute to the car itself. It has gone out of its way to make me learn all sorts of mechanical things. For example, I now know how inconvenient it can be when headlights, windscreen wipers and indicators all stop working at the same time.
(above:temporary throttle mechanism - later superseded by a coke can pulley)
Not many people can say they are forced to drive with their head out the window on rainy days because their demisters don’t work. Less can say they have manually operated a throttle from the inside of a car while in motion. Being a Gemini owner – or rather, being the owner of ‘blue Gem’ has taught me all this and much much more, like how to remain composed when your car sometimes accelerates out of control without you even wanting it to.
Regulars to GemsWA cruises will know what I mean when I say that the car is very photogenic. Its broombrush paintjob looks terrible in real life, and where there are rubbers, they are shrivelled and hanging off. In the last few years I have replaced the carpet, added a sunvisor, installed Malaysian Gemini mini gauges and a tacho in the dash, fixed the holes in the drivers floor, bought it some shiny new shoes, re-trimmed the vinyl seats, put in nanna blinds and a five speed gear box. There are other things I’ve forgotten.
(above: braving it at Dianella shops)
Needless to say, when the car was rear ended at the airport by a Holden Caprice charter car last December, I very nearly cried. The insurance battle continues, but regardless of the outcome, the car will be on the road at some point in the future. This has been my Gemini story so far, thanks for reading! :3
Where does reality start? Where does the dream end? Was it I who dreamed of the butterfly, or the butterfly who dreamed of me?