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Tuesday, January 16, 2007

 

HARDTOP
By Vernon
B. Sarne
10 things I learned from joining 
the Petron Xtra Mile Challenge

 
IF you chanced upon the print ads or radio plugs or even the website, then you were aware that the Petron Xtra Mile Challenge (Media Edition) was held last week. I drove for Top Gear, one of 10 teams that had been picked to compete in the event, all tasked to beat the 1,400-kilometer-on-just-one-full-tank record set last year.

The concept was simple. All the teams drove either a Honda Jazz or a Honda City. Whoever went the farthest distance on just a full tank of Petron Xtra Unleaded fuel won the contest. From Bangui, Ilocos Norte, all the way to Sorsogon, Bicol, we drove an awful lot of kilometers hoping to be the next faces to grace the bragging banners at all Petron stations. In the end, I only saw my face in the rear-view mirror, the picture of an exhausted, dehydrated driver who wondered what the hell he had gotten himself into.

We (myself and navigator Jaykee Evangelista) neither beat the record—no one in our batch did—nor won the competition—our City placed fourth behind three significantly lighter Jazz units. But there were valuable lessons learned along the way.

1 The Philippines is still a beautiful place to drive around in. Say what you want about the poor quality of our roads and horrendous Pinoy drivers, our country is still teeming with picturesque backdrops every self-respecting Filipino should see before he dies. I should know: One day we were frolicking on the beach of Pagudpud, the following day we were staring at the breathtaking Mayon Volcano.

2 We are most qualified to drive when we’ve had ample sleep and zero alcohol. Many in our group grumbled about the alcohol ban strictly imposed by the event organizers, but it contributed positively to everyone’s driving performance every single time we hit the road. And because we didn’t drink, we went to bed much earlier than usual, giving us a healthy supply of energy in the morning and enabling us to stay alert and safe behind the wheel. There was one day when I drove a total of 500 kilometers and not once did I feel drowsy—something that would have been utterly impossible had I stayed up late for drinks the previous night.

3 The world wouldn’t stop spinning if we didn’t mind our phones every time we drove. Seriously aiming to focus 100 percent on my driving, I put my mobile phone on silent mode so I wouldn’t get distracted each time somebody got the urge to ask me earth-shattering questions like “What’s up” or “What are you doing” or “Do you want to be my hunky date tonight.” OK, so maybe I just made up the last text question, but the fact remains that nearly all of us have a habit of replying immediately to text messages even when driving and even when the said messages are about as important as the next career move of Paris Hilton. After one really long stretch, my phone had registered four missed calls and 23 text messages (I’m not important; I just have many debts), and guess what—the universe didn’t come to a halt! So the next time you drive and your phone rings, remember that you are not so important as to inflict a catastrophic crisis on the human race should you decide to ignore your little gadget. And you’re a much safer driver when you observe this. I should know again: I didn’t score a single roadkill the entire trip.

4 Escorts are truly a blessing. Now I know why corrupt politicians insist on traveling with a convoy of bodyguards: Everything is just more convenient on the road. We had a support team dedicated solely to us, and they—Bernie Santos and Conrad Gacad—did a splendid job in making sure we overtook on a clear lane, avoided pesky bottlenecks and made the right turns. Then again, I’m pretty sure we pissed off a lot of people tailgating each other. Escorts are nice. . . so long as you don’t inconvenience other motorists.

5 Not all people from show business are arrogant airheads. Comedian Epi Quizon joined the weeklong journey and he proved to be a very pleasant, self-effacing companion. There was none of that “Look at me, I’m a movie star” bullshit. He joked with us, ate with us, slept with us. . . er, in another room, that is. Petron made the right choice in getting him as a commercial endorser.

6 If you stay inside a car with the same person long enough, you’d bore each other to death. I don’t care if you’re best friends or newlyweds, if you drive more than a thousand kilometers together almost nonstop, you’d run out of things to say to each other. So if you’re looking to marry someone, the best way to see if the two of you would last is to check if you could sustain an engaging conversation inside the car for at least three days.

7 Music makes everything bearable. The only thing that kept me and Jaykee from wrestling each other during the trip was music, in the form of a 13,500-song iPod. Any degree of tension just melts away when Steely Dan’s “Peg” permeates the cabin. That is why driving music is so important. Take it for granted and you could get stuck in traffic with a quarrelsome girlfriend and a stereo that’s tuned in to Love Radio.

8 Excess weight is always a handicap. Of the 10 cars used in the competition, seven were Jazz units and three were Citys. Unfortunately, a City—which is decidedly heavier than a Jazz—was assigned to us. True enough, the first car to run out of gas was a City (that of Ira Panganiban and Andy Sevilla). There was simply no way a City would beat a Jazz in a fuel-economy contest. But that could just be my sour-graping self talking. In any case, we still managed to beat four Jazzes and two Citys. We merely fell short by some 30 kilometers to make it to the top three.

9 The first shall be last and the last shall be first. My team was among a handful of those tipped off to win the contest, along with The Philippine Star team of Jeff Reyes and Lester Dizon and the Auto Review team of Ronald de los Reyes and Raymund Sanchez. In the end, it was the team of Roman Floresca and Delfin Perez (assistant business editors of The Philippine Star and Manila Bulletin) that managed to extract the most number of kilometers from their full tank, coming to a stop at the 1,344-kilometer mark. Nobody saw this coming, especially since the senior pair never displayed the kind of competitiveness that their rivals had brandished from the start. Indeed, the meek and humble always conquer the proud and mighty.

10 Petron Xtra Unleaded must be really efficient. Or it could just be the cars or even our smooth driving. Who knows? But then, any fuel that can propel a car past 1,300 kilometers on just one 42-liter tank—even with the air-conditioning system off and the spare tire removed—must be really good.

   
 

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