“…for I did not speak of my own accord”
Afraid we’re gonna break that rule here.
This is a 2000 Honda Accord SE 2.0i VTEC in saloon form. 87k miles on the clock, an interior that barely shows its 18 year age and enough old-age-pensioners character to make even Paul McCartney looks positively juvenile in comparison.
A superbly clean MOT history, an impeccable service log book and no signs of any of the usual rust anywhere, this really is a good find if I do say so myself (trumpet blowing over). Finished in San Marino Red and rocking original Honda plastic rims, it’s in great condition for its age and should see good service for a while yet.
The interior may well be positively late-90s, but it has plenty of amenities - air con, cruise control, and a sun roof - meaning it should be pleasant to own (he says).
In terms of driving, it’s far from a corner-killing machine; more to the point, it feels really rather large, much like the gargantuan steering wheel (which is quite a step up from the stubby one in the old Arosa). The throw on the gear stick is huge too; hardly a sports machine, as you can tell.
But that’s all irrelevant, because what matters is the feel of the engine when you pass 4500 rpm. It’s not the full-bodied Integra-esque VTEC YOOOOO deal, but it makes the noise, and that’s all that matters.
I’ve always had a love for these things, and I’m finally able to tick off owning a Honda from my bucket list. And I’m already starting to think I won’t be able to drive a car without VTEC ever again.
All it needs now is a nickname…