Fresh Ink

My old skool half sleeve is just about finished. Another visit to the peerless Manuela Gray at Wildfire in Long st today saw the addition of a pair of swallows and a star.

One more session and I reckon it’s done. For this sleeve anyway…..

Hay now, Hay now, now.

I've just written a feature for the Red Bulletin on the Red Bull Boxcart race, held this year in Soweto. Here's the sidebar from the 6-page feature that'll appear in the November issue...

"For insight into what it’s like to pilot a boxcart down the Diepkloof hill, our Red Bulletin writer donned a helmet, hopped into Red Bull’s own boxcart, and started rolling…

As it often does, received advice offered conflicting opinions. “Don’t bother braking for the chicane,” said a colleague who’d helped set up the course. “You don’t build up all that much speed and, with go-kart tyres on our boxcart, you’ll have enough grip to get through the corners.”

“No, I’m definitely going to brake,” said Charlie Repsold of the ultra-quick Try-Hard R team. “If your cart is quick, you’ll build up way more speed than you can handle in the , even if you have thin bicycling tyres like ours, which are best for this kind of job.

So… brake-and-use-go-kart-tyres versus don’t-brake-and-bicycle-tyres-are-the-way-to-go. Someone was right.

The debate still ping-ponged under my helmet as the Red Bull crew gave the boxcart an enthusiastic shove off. The first half of the course – the long downhill – was the key to a fast time. It was here that having tyres with little rolling resistance offered huge time bonuses… the only problem being could one carry that speed through the three-corner chicane at the end of it?

There was time to ponder this, head tucked down low on the long straight. Just enough time to make the wrong decision, as it turned out. With a soundless “braking is for girls” rippling across my lips, I stayed off the pedal and…. well it went reasonably well for the first corner, got a little sketchy through Turn Two, and then all turned into a shower of yellow straw at Turn Three. Carrying way too much speed than the wide profile go-kart tyres could handle, the boxcart understeered straight off through the hay bales.

Fortunately the impact absorption of the hay and the generous run-off area meant the only thing bruised was pride.

Brakes 1, Steve 0.

SWIFT & SWIFTER

On test… Suzuki Swift Sport

Who doesn’t like having fun. Hands up. (Ok, besides the North Koreans.) No-one, right? As long as it’s legal and no-one gets hurt, having fun is just about the best thing there is. A no-brainer it would seem.

Thing is, a lot of people actually forget this. Especially people who make cars. An obsession with technological advancement can blind them into making cars that are super safe or super quick or super easy to drive. Nice. But bladdy boring.

Fortunately Osuma Suzuki, the 80-year old chairman of the Suzuki corporation is not one of those people. Unfortunately we’ve no record of the actual conversation between the Osumster and his design team, but we’re pretty sure his brief for the Swift went something like this:

“Dude-sans. Make it simple, make it cheap, but most of all, make it flippin’ fun to drive. Cool?”

“Hai!” they all said, and went about producing this gem of a little car. Indeed it won the “Most Fun” award in the 2006 Japanese Car of the Year competition. Seriously. They have a “Most Fun” category in Japan.

Over the last couple you will have noticed the four-door version of this little Jap hatch buzzing around SA roads quietly building a reputation as an affordable car that was, well, a helluva lot of fun to drive. Its 1.5-litre motor was not the punchiest, but it provided just enough voomah to power the Swift’s superb chassis. And its fairly understated styling – especially for a Japanese car – was a welcome oasis of serenity among the creases, scallops and flashes of faux chrome sported by most of its competitors.

Just to make sure the party continues, Suzuki have now introduced a limited run (100 only) of their three-door Swift sport model in this country. A new 1-6-litre motor puts out 92kW (as opposed to the Swift’s usual 74kW) and the chassis has a couple of tweaks to go with the bigger biceps. The suspension has been stiffened and now comes with more responsive gas-filled shocks, the steering’s been recalibrated to be just that bit sharper, and 17-inch alloys provided the necessary grip and street cred.

In terms of performance, it’s not quite up there with the Mini Cooper S’s of the world, but the Swift Sport’s performance is nonetheless more than snappy enough for a jaunt to the fun-o-sphere and back. It’s a revvy little bugger that gets particularly shirty above 5000rpm, egging you on to use the upper echelons of its rev range to your heart’s content. At R199 900 it’s not particularly cheap, but the same price as its obvious rival, the 98kW Renault Twingo RS. It could do with a sixth gear for highway cruising, but that’s probably the only fault one could point out.

All in all, a lekker little chorrie.

Gibbs autobiography promo poster II

Publish Post

Here's another. Particularly interesting chapter this....

Gibbs autobiography promo poster

It's been a while since I posted on blog. I've been helluva busy. Or something. Whatever. I'm back in the saddle and with the launch of the my Herschelle Gibbs autobiography drawing ever closer (it hits the shelves on 1 November), it's time to start building the hype.

Publishers, Zebra Press (part of Random House/Struik), have unleashed a PR blitz that begins this week with promo posters in book retailers. And here's the first one...

Portraits by my mate Morne Van Zyl - a fantastic photographer - just checkout www.mornevanzyl.com.

YOU LIKE? Si, MiTo

On test… Alfa MiTo Distinctive

Smith The Elder had an Alfa – two actually. Ja, in his day my pop he was a cool oke. One was a lime green 60’s-era Alga Guilia with a brown interior and a thin wood and aluminium steering wheel. The other was a kak-brown Alfetta with white seats that went like stink and boasted an exhaust that made all the right, fruity noises that Italian engines are famous for.

The same can’t exactly be said for this new Alfa. Its 1.4-litre turbo engine doesn’t have that distinctive Alfa rasp but what the hell – you can go a whole lot quicker in this one than pops ever could in his chorries. Especially if you flip the DNA switch (stands for Dynamic, Normal, and All Weather – smart bunch those Italians). Just like BMW’s M cars do when you tap their magic “M” buttons, engage the little Afa’s Dynamic mode and it sharpens up, hunkers down and disappears quicker than mama Rizzo’s meatballs at cousin Vinnie’s wedding.

Looks wise, it might not be everyone’s shot of grappa. Design cues from the stupendously gorgeous Alfa 8C Competizione are evident, but the MiTo can look a little too cartoonish from some angles – especially that front end. The doors are enormous too, not only long but particularly high. Sometimes one does get the impression that one’s sitting in a tremendously quick bath tub. It’s a very plush bathtub though. The leather-lined interior is classy and sophisticated. Italian, in other words.

And, ja, it’s plenty quick too. Not quite MINI Cooper S-quick, but almost. And it’s this Teutonic Brit that the MiTo is clearly going for. Cleverly priced between the Cooper and the Cooper S, it offers a very tempting alternative in a market that the MINI, Renault Clio RS and Opel Corsa have been romping about in.

If you’re wondering where the weird name comes from, by the way, it represents the automotive union of two Italian cities – Torino, the industrial heart, and Milan, the style capital. There are currently three MiTo models in the local line up - all with versions of the 1.4T engine. It ranges from the 100Kw "Progression" (R227 900), to the 114Kw "Distinctive" I drove (R245 200), and the 125Kw flagship "Quadrifoglio Verde" (R264 000).

The World’s Sexiest Cars

Ladies – I know many of you think cars are mere modes of transport, but it’s time to view four-wheels and combustion engine in a slightly different light. Lingerie, after all, is not just underwear now is it? Some cars are definitely sexy. And some aren’t. Take the Fiat 500… cute as hell, yes… sexy, no. These however, definitely fit into the “sheer hotness” category.

RANGE ROVER SPORT SUPERCHARGED Not only knicker-droppingly fast, but it has the kind of power to move a mountain if you ask it nicely. Plus it'll take you shopping in comfort and style without any complaint. Plenty of space in the back seats too.

TALBOT-LAGO T150 C SS Bringing a touch of 1930s-era Hollywood glamour to our list is this sophisticated French raconteur. Described as “positively indecent” when it was first in 1938, this gorgeous car was voted the best car by the jury at the 2010 Concorso d’Eleganza Villa d’Este… basically like winning Best Picture at the Oscars.

LAMBORGHINI GALLARDO This isn't a car, it's a tall, dark and handsome Italian wearing an Armani suit and the kind of wicked grin that hints at 10 kinds of trouble and 11 kinds of fun. Even standing still, it'll take your breath away.

JAMES BOND'S SILVER ASTON MARTIN DB5 Think an interior clothed in soft and supple Connolly hide, with a faint aroma of classic English aftershave and just a whiff of expensive cigar smoke. And the world's sexiest secret agent behind the wheel. Don't even get us started on that ejector seat.

CHEV LUMINA SS There's nothing subtle about the Lumina. It's leery, uncouth and you can practically see the chest hair peeking out from beneath its bonnet. It's the ultimate bit of rough... but it'll also give you the ride of your life.

BMW Z4 If Brad Pitt was German, he’d be a BMZ Z4. They’re both strong of jaw, tight of butt, and both boast plenty of power under the hood. And just like Brad, The Z4 looks even better when it takes its top of. Yes, it’s mesmerising to watch that metal roof disappear into the boot isn’t it.

TOYOTA PRIUS Something of a leftfield choice. It’s not much to look at and it doesn’t have too much in the way of personality. But sometimes something small and powered by batteries does the job. Now if only it could mow the lawn too.