Well, here’s a fun little update…
The brand new Polestar 4 hire car has suffered what can only be described as a full-blown, catastrophic failure… after covering a mighty 1,200 miles. Truly heroic stuff.
Mid-journey, I’m greeted with a very ominous message from the dashboard (never the friendly kind). A quick call to the hire company and Polestar Assistance later, and out comes the cavalry — courtesy of Alliance Recovery.
The recovery chap takes one look and casually says: “Ah… we’ve seen this before. It’ll need recovering as no one has managed to fix this message!
Four hours later and numerous phone calls the recovery eventually arrived and I handed over the fob, wished him the very best of luck, and made my exit.
Thankfully, I was auditing a pub at the time (every breakdown should come with such perks). After a complimentary pint to steady the nerves, I Ubered home like a man who had accepted his fate.
Apparently, a new luxury car is arriving tomorrow. I did politely request that it not be a Polestar.
Once bitten, twice electrically immobilised.
So… am I jinxed?
Stay tuned for the next thrilling instalment of “Cars I Have Angered.”