The clouds blanket the sun, casting a pall of gloom over all that was once illuminated. The world descends into darkness, panic gripping the heart of its denizens, until a smiling face emerges where the sun once was.
Mine.
Greetings, Team-BHPians. It’s me again, popping in to bring a ray of sunshine into your lives.
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How time flies when you’re busy, and conversely, how it crawls when you’re slithering your way through an un-busy work day. Time really is a relative thing.
It’s been little more than a year to the date that I brought home my blushing (b)ride in red, and my life hasn’t really been the same ever since. Hard as it might be to tell, I enjoy the solitude of my own company, and so, obviously, in order to be discreet and keep a low profile I had to go snag a flaming red ride as my own.
But all jibes aside, it has been a fun, fun year and then some with her. And so, in an effort to curb my inadvertent need to cram in 800 words where 8 might suffice, let me try and cut to the heart of the matter as succinctly as possible.
Orange you glad I’m Bananas
It is my personal belief that the car’s design will age well, but in some matters there is no stemming the tide of time. Be it through an onslaught of features or evolutionary facets of design, interiors do show their age from a design perspective, no matter how hard you try. It’s a hopeless battle when even the average economobile today comes shod with leather seats, navigation, dishwashers, jacuzzis and everything else imaginable.
I do believe in the virtue of something seeming like a product of its time, but when you can, you must fight, fight against the dying of the light.
Which brings me nicely to the subject of a piece of interior light trim that caught my eye on AliExpress.
As an Oscar award winner once said, "what's in the boxxxxxxx?"
I love the Chinese. They see Amazon offering delivery of objects that had no point in being home delivered, and decided they can do it better. No matter how big or small something is, they’ll home deliver it to you on a platter, right from Guangzhou to Goregaon. No order too small.
I always wanted to jazz up the interiors a bit, and this little piece of kit is perfect in that regard. It looks completely OEM, was an easy-ish 20-25 minute install (not done by me, before you ask), and I can use the inbuilt ‘Classic’ or ‘Sports’ setting to let the radio trim mesh perfectly with the luminescent orange dials, or convert the car into a falooda center on wheels respectively. It’s a win-win situation, I guess.
Classic, which is just timelessly great
Sport, a.k.a. Butterscotch Gola Blue Bootmod3
Power corrupts, and absolute power can corrupt absolutely. As enthusiasts are wont to do, I was chattering away with a fellow car nut about the modifications that can be done to our rides, and he offered up 300 BHP as being enough adrenaline on tap. “How much more could you want, really?”, were his approximate words.
Too much power? Pffttttttt, do the dew
I went away, climbed a Himalayan peak or two and meditated over those words. It was then that realisation dawned on me that going up till 300 BHP and no further is like clambering into bed with Margot Robbie and falling asleep right away, when you have the possibility of venturing forth into the promised land and enjoying just that exquisite bit more. Sometimes, you just have to go the distance.
And so, to my mind, anything in the ballpark of 330 BHP is at the very outer limits of everyday usability. Go any further, and you really can’t put that power down without wrapping yourself around a tree, pedestrian or nearby car. Go any lower, and you’ll be left wanting just that little bit more oomph.
That said, I explored multiple possibilities to up the car’s potency. I narrowed it down to either Quantum Tuning, who have done several BMWs around India and are known for faultless reliability and consistently churning out great tunes that leave the head and sometimes tyres spinning.
The other was Bootmod3, an almost unknown, but highly personalisable, tuning suite that represents a DIY option with almost zero provenance around these parts.
Clearly, there was only one logical choice to make, and so I scampered away in its opposite direction.
Image for representative purposes only. Here's hoping Santa makes my next Christmas a ///Merry one
I pulled the trigger and bought a license for Bootmod3 during Xtreme Powerhouse's Black Friday sale for the princely sum of $500 with all maps included, give or take. That's a discount of $150 over the usual MRP.
You might be going DI-why at this point. I’m glad you questioned my sanity, astute reader. I’ll give you the short version.
With Bootmod3, I can switch between tunes at will, within minutes. Read Stage 1 for city driving, or Stage 2 for spirited weekend drives just like that, provided I have the supporting hardware for it.
When I say BM3 offers tunability, that includes burble tunes and a transmission tune too. So yes, you better believe I flashed the tranny (tune) too. Does it make any real difference? I really can’t tell, because the ZF is fantastic as it is. But hey, why not play with all the toys if they’re handed over to me, eh? Go nuts.
Did I mention it also allows you to read error codes? So essential when you have a persnickety lady in red at your side.
Last, but not the least, I can sell the license on when I’m done with it and make a large chunk of my money back. That really appeals to the thrifty middle-class boy in me. Show me that moneyyyyyy.
All those upsides, make it worth a gamble in my eyes. And so I rolled the dice.
Just a glimpse of what's on the menu
Bootmod3 offers a 91 and 93 Octane (US, of course) tune, both available in Stage 1 or 2 flavours, with aggressive options pre-programmed for when you want the spiciest option available (Pro tip: you absolutely don’t, unless you have the supporting hardware).
Long story short; I flashed the Stage 1 91 octane tune, and while I don’t have specific numbers, since I haven’t done a dyno run on this, you can expect 30-45 HP on the most vanilla of their tunes, which I’m rocking. I loved the smooth, progressive nature of the tune even on this least potent of tunes. Power delivery is silky smooth all through the power band, nothing spiky whatsoever and high-gear pull is just as strong. It gets even somewhat relentless when you switch the gearbox over into sport mode.
The upgrade procedure is seriously easy, involving connecting the car via a wi-fi agent or an E-net cable, and in a few minutes, you have (not so) crazy amounts of power at your feet. It represents a true democratisation of the tuning process, and that’s just hugely appealing to me.
This might be cheating a bit, but I googled a pic of the dyno results of an N20 on a Stage 1, 91 Octane Bootmod3 tune, and it puts out approx. 260whp and about 370 to 380nm torque, which is hella good, as all the cool kids say.
I admit, I gave into temptation and tried the Stage 1 93 Octane tune on the car, which is a step up (and then some) from my current tune. Good god, it’s fantastically fast even in the previously la-dee-dah comfort mode. It’s like someone shoved a rocket up the car’s tail, and you can bet I’ll be going down that road once I get the right bolt ons in place.
The slight burbles that come with the Stage 1 tune are A-OK for now, although it sounds like the car is grumbling under its breath a bit. Allow it to clear its throat in Sports Mode with the flap kept open, and it sounds like a baleful beast on the prowl. That said, I am so not getting the burble tune done so long as the stock downpipe is on the car, so I have a fair idea about the next mod I’ll be making...
Oil change
With the car counting down the miles until it needed a fresh batch of oil sacrificed to the car gods, I decided to jump the gun a bit and give it a freshly brewed drink ahead of schedule.
I mulled over going with BMWs 5w-30 grade oil, but after extensive reading (and meandering) went with Liqui Moly’s 5w-40 grade oil. Given I know of guys that are very happy with it on their Bimmers, and that I’m seriously considering changing oil every 7.5k kilometres, I thought I’d baby Red with some fine oil flown down from her country of birth.
It’s been about 1000 kilometers (maybe a little less, I won’t lie) since I moly-fied the car, and she’s running (to my ear at least) a bit quieter and smoother than before. It could well be a placebo, and your mileage could vary, but all I can do is offer my opinion for whatever it’s worth. That’s not saying a lot.
I gave Red to a known FNG for the job, and took the opportunity to also swap out the air and A/c filters as well. For the more curious among us, the damages for the entire job (6 liters of Liqui Moly, a trio of filters, and labour) came to INR 18.5k. Not bad for a day’s work.
An eye for details
The devil, they say, is in the details. Who are
‘they’ and why do they say so? I wouldn’t have the slightest idea, it’s just a quote that popped in my head. I do know that the detailing job I got done on Red sometime in December was devilishly good.
After hearing rave reviews about their work, I handed over the keys and Red to Glosswerkz for a day to do their work, and boy, did they take a shine to the car. I’m going to shut up at this point and let the following well-below-par pictures do the talking.
I spy with my little eye...
Take my word at face value; their work was MEGA, and highly recommended.
Insurance matters
At some point in December, the insurance came up for renewal, and after much hemming and hawing (lots of hawwwwing when I saw how much they wanted, those pirates), I zeroed in on a Zero Dep policy offered by Tata AIG for the car. The zeroes? Not too many, but it is still a somewhat eye watering sum of 73,458 pesos.
Kyun chalti hai pawan?
Kyu Jhoome hai gagan?
How did Tata AIG allow for a zero dep policy for a car whose eighth year has begun? Naa tum jaano naa hum, but I went through a BMW insurance rep for this, so I’m 100% certain its legit and that any claim will be honored. It covers the usual suspects, plus the keys (which I’m told cost almost 50k a pop to replace!), the engine (very handy), plus something called tyre secure, which I don’t have the first idea about.
I hope I end up having zero need for a zero dep policy, but god forbid if it comes to that, I’ve got those bases covered.
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And so, all said, I shall now depart for my home amongst the inscrutable clouds high above, allowing the sun’s light to once more beat down upon your meager lives.
Be good, and stay safe. There are too many idiots out there, including the one writing this.