I will be the first to say how incredibly lucky I am and how thankful I am to be able to run this site.
For me, there’s no greater reward than being able to plug the ignition key into the dashboard of a Porsche and go for a drive, later sharing all of my feelings onto the Internet for one and all to read.
However, because Drivers Planet is a hobby for the time being, it means I am unable to dedicate as much time to it as I would like. I do not wish to give away too much personal information, but a bit of context will go a long way, I think.
I started Drivers Planet early in 2014 after practicing with a previous title I created to experiment with the concept of writing about cars. I have always been a self-confessed petroleum addict and – in a speech at my 18th birthday party – it was said I was raised on WD-40.
The car that kicked all of this off for me was a 2013 Model Year Audi RS4 Avant. During a very difficult time in my life, I was given the opportunity to have a short drive of the car from a very good friend who had it on extended test. After getting back home, shook up with adrenaline and ears still ringing from a shrieking 450hp V8, I rattled my keypad until I had my very first car review online (This is it here).
To cut a very long story short, Drivers Planet grew from that day. I had huge aspirations for the site and while I had decided that it was best to take a year out from study at university, I would channel all of my energy and focus into the site growth.
In the mean time, I had also changed to my second car – a MK 5 Golf and became employed in the communications field.
About 18 months ago, I returned to university on a different degree – changing from English Literature and Language to Journalism – as my head was no longer able to bear the former.
It became clear that this was the right decision.
As you can imagine, holding down a very busy job and a full-time degree, Drivers Planet no longer became a viable full-time occupation and regrettably slid onto the back burner.
Undertaking approximately a combined 70 hours a week worth of professional and academic work, you can only imagine how fatigued one would be, which brings me on to my daily driver.
While I was adjusting to the huge shift in pace and mixture of my daily life, I must confess that I no longer paid much attention or the care to my Golf as I should. I recognise that as the petrolhead I claimed to be earlier, this is sacrilege. But I just did not have the time or the energy to keep the car clean or be the proud owner that I should – it became a mode of transport.
I must stress how grateful I am to be lucky enough to have a driving licence and own my own cars (more on the other car soon) and my Golf has always looked after me; even when I didn’t necessarily look after it.
After recently spending a fair chunk of money on new tyres, a few touch-up repairs here and there, a full service and some new Volkswagen carpets, I am once again the proud owner of my Golf.
It has literally been all over Great Britain – for pleasure, for business & commuting and has never missed a beat.
In the last couple of weeks, I have kept it clean and the car once again looks great as the early Spring sunshine brings out the depth in the black paintwork. As I step into the driver’s seat for the week ahead after a thorough vacuum and a spritz of Noir room spray by The White Company, I tighten my grip on the steering wheel at the quarter-to-three position and grin.