Re: Review of Revol - Redux (hitmee, can read)
And, for those who would like a little bit more detail (hitmee, turn away now please):
I was very taken by the glass-like coating on
MW's Silver Surfer after his visit to Revol @ AMK, and when Gavin SMS'ed me to remind me of my F13's appointment today, I took the opportunity to ask him about the
leather straps, cat-o-nine-tails, candlewax & nipple clamps that he gave MW but didn't show me none.
Was it because people in the West like me a bit too low class for this mystery product? See Westies like me no up? Or, didn't think I was into BDSM like MW was? Whatever the case, Gavin quickly replied to say that he'll give it as good as I can take it –
just bring the lubricant.
With an invitation like that, I wasted no time & turned up at 930am, at his Toh Guan centre. Of course, being the boss that he is, Gavin was no where to be seen, but fear not, he left clear instructions to his boys that my CB was to be given a proper doing, and by the time the boys were done with it, he would guarantee that I wouldn't be walking straight. Game on.
This was the photo of the car in it's 'before' state. Flash was turned on, and to my immense pleasure, I noticed that my radiator didn't have those 2 diagonally placed rods that spoiled the uniformity of the black color (sorry, MW, I'm picky).
And the above is the car's photo taken with the flash turned off. The iridescence of the CB colour is pretty plain to see – it looks purplish blue under natural sunlight, even at 930 in the morning!
So, I flagged a cab back home & went about my boring Sunday routine (don't worry, no talk about tiles here – that's so passé, we've now moved on to looking for light fittings). I was told the car would be ready by about 1:30pm.
At 1:30pm, my phone stayed silent.
At 2:30pm, my second cousin's boyfriend's younger brother's girlfriend's sister's tuition teacher called me – it was a wrong number.
At 3:30pm, my wife asked what was taking so long with the car. The last time the F02 took forever because apparently Gavin said the maid allegedly scratched all the paintwork in her enthusiasm in cleaning my car, but this was an untouched CB. Still no Gavin.
At 4:30pm, Gavin called. And said the car was ready.
From 9:30am to 4:30pm. Either my car was fcuking dirty (which it wasn't) or his boys were fcuking lazy. Or, perhaps, just perhaps, Gavin meant it when he said he'd give it as good as I could take it?
And this was the sight that greeted me. When I had finally picked my jaw off the floor of the shop, I couldn't help but recall what Arnold Schwarzenegger said when the ex-California State Governator described the new T-1000 terminator machine:
liguid boly-ay-loy medal, because that's exactly what Gavin did to my car: make my CB shimmer and shine like it's made out of liquid metal.
If I could floss my teeth on the shine off a Diamond Brite-cladded F02, I guess I could do that & even trim my nose hairs on the shine off a dunno-what-wax-glass-coat-no-name-but-damn-good-groomed CB F13.
Revol Carz Makeover – thank you for showing me what my car should look like. And Gavin was right. After he & his boys were done with my CB, I couldn't walk straight – legs were like jelly because the look of my car melted me.
