Get in dad’s good books; win him a $10,000 holiday for Father’s Day

11 August, 2015

Although he tries not to show it, your dad’s tired of receiving socks and shaving cream for Father’s Day every year. So why not treat him to something a bit more desired, say, a 204-piece toolkit and a family holiday valued at $10,000? Well for one family, this will become a reality, thanks to the kind folks at Repco.

From August 13 to September 6, 2015, every purchase that you make at Repco stores nationwide gives you an entry in the draw to win this incredible prize. Simply text the word REPCO, your receipt number, and your name to 244, and you’re in!

Five runners-up will also be selected, with each to be awarded a copy of All Black Corey Jane’s new book, Winging It.

To find your nearest Repco outlet, click here to access their handy store locator.

Terms and conditions: standard text charges apply. Competition runs August 13 to September 6, 2015 (all entries must be texted to 244 by 11.59pm September 6, 2015 to be in the draw). Prize comes in the form of a $6000 Flight Centre card and a $4000 Visa Prezzy Card. Plus five runners-up will get a signed copy of Corey Jane’s new book, Winging It. See repco.co.nz for full terms and conditions.

Motorman: Blame it on Rio!

Following the third polite advisory, I figured there had to be a fair degree of substance to the warning. “If this is your first visit to Rio de Janeiro, please be careful,” came the personal hushed dialogue from the pleasant hostesses on a far from crowded Varig flight from Los Angeles to the famous Brazilian seaside city.
The previous evening I had flown into LA from Auckland en route to the 1985 international launch of the Fiat Uno Turbo. I was prepared for another long haul of just under 12 hours across Mexico, central America, Colombia, and central Brazil to that nation’s third largest city. Surprisingly the 10,500km run from Los Angeles to Rio is actually longer than the 8800km LA-London air route.
With the journey including a brief stopover in Honolulu I expected to travel just under 44,000km for the return journey to sample what was to be a low-volume version of a popular Italian car that would sell in even lower numbers in New Zealand. I like to think this shows nothing more than my deep commitment to my craft. In fact, even though I became lost on the homeward journey my total air miles would be little different.

Pinnacle Porsche

We were stopped at the side of the road, setting up the next photograph, when a faded Toyota slowed alongside and stopped. The window was already down to give the driver a good look.
“That’s my dream car,” he said, speaking for more than a few of us.
He drank in the gleaming red paint, shining in the sun, and the car’s purposeful swoops and curves. He exhaled half a lungful of cigarette smoke, gave a hang 10–style thumbs up and drove off.
On the side of the road, against a clear blue background, the Porsche stood out in all its stark red glory. It’s the classic 911 shape on steroids. It has the fat, even pouty, front lip of the G series 911s, added to comply with 5mph bumper restrictions in the US. It also has the oversized haunches to accommodate the wider rear wheels and tyres – a first for Porsche, which also confirmed its supercar credentials – and, most noticeably of all, that enormous whale-tail spoiler. They made it look as if Porsche had abandoned its restraint.