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Sexy Swift at the OKWHIPS SEASON OPENER 2025

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Cold Starts & Winter Nights 🥶❄️ Suzuki Swift Sport ZC33s 

2017 Suzuki Swift Sport ZC33s on RAYS Gram Lights 57BNA Wheels & Roamair Air Lift Suspension

Stretchin’ the 🦵🏼s with @akiparacing and his modified 2017 Suzuki Swift Sport ZC33s on RAYS Gram Lights 57BNA Wheels❄️

A friendly reminder to get outside and give your project those periodic starts— for 5-10 minutes every 1-2 weeks, especially during the cold months of winter storage 🫴🏻

A routine such as helps your engine and electrical with:

🪫 Preventing deep battery discharge

⚙️ Helps keep your engine nice and lubricated

🔁 Helps regulate fuel system health 

🚫 Prevents any rusting of brake rotors 

Simple yet essential, but still, this goes skipped, and struggles persist ☝🏻

Don't be that guy asking for a boost when the snow is finally melting away 😌

@highrochan • @akiparacing • #STRICTSTANDARDS 🇯🇵

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Maruti Suzuki Baleno vs. Swift: Which is the Better Choice?

When it comes to hatchbacks, Maruti Suzuki has been a dominant player in the Indian market for years. Two of their popular offerings, the Baleno and Swift, have garnered a loyal fan following. In this blog, we break down the key aspects of both models - from exterior design to performance, features, and pricing - to help you decide which one is the better choice for you.

Exterior Design Comparison:

The Maruti Swift is known for its sporty and dynamic design. With its sleek lines and aggressive stance, the Swift appeals to those looking for a stylish and youthful hatchback. On the other hand, the Baleno boasts a more premium and sophisticated look. Its bold front grille and flowing curves give it a more mature and elegant appeal compared to the Swift.

In terms of dimensions, the Baleno is slightly longer and wider than the Swift, offering more interior space and a slightly larger boot capacity. Both cars feature modern design elements such as LED headlights, alloy wheels, and integrated rear spoilers that enhance their overall aesthetic appeal.

Performance and Engine Specifications:

When it comes to performance, the Swift is the more spirited of the two. Its peppy engine and light body make it a fun car to drive, especially in city traffic and on twisty roads. The Swift isavailable with both petrol and diesel engine options, delivering a good balance between power and fuel efficiency.

On the other hand, the Baleno is more focused on offering a comfortable and refined driving experience. Its engines are tuned for optimal fuel efficiency, making it a great choice for those who prioritize a smooth and relaxed driving experience over outright performance.

Features and Comfort:

Both the Baleno and Swift come packed with features to cater to the needs of modern car buyers. From touchscreen infotainment systems with smartphone connectivity to automatic climate control, keyless entry, and push-button start, both models offer a range of conveniences to enhance the driving experience. READ MORE:

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Maruti Suzuki Swift Zxi+ 2024- ₹9 lakh | Real-life review

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Attention hatchback and compact car enthusiasts! Maruti Suzuki, India's leading automaker, has announced exciting news for buyers seeking an automatic transmission. The company has slashed prices by Rs. 5,000 on the Automated Manual Transmission (AMT) variants of a wide range of popular models, making them even more accessible. Let's delve deeper and explore which cars benefit from this price reduction and what it means for potential buyers. Maruti Suzuki Makes Automatic Cars Maruti Suzuki AMT Price Cut: A Broader Automatic Car Selection Maruti Suzuki has implemented this price cut across a diverse range of its automatic car offerings. Here's a breakdown of the models and their respective AMT variants that are now more affordable: Entry-Level Hatchbacks: Alto K10: Vxi AMT, Vxi Plus AMT S-Presso: Vxi Opt AMT, Vxi Plus Opt AMT Celerio: Vxi AMT, Zxi AMT, Zxi Plus AMT Popular Hatchbacks: Wagon R: Vxi 1.0L AMT, Zxi 1.2L AMT, Zxi Plus 1.2L AMT, Zxi Plus 1.2L DT AMT Swift: Vxi AMT, Vxi Opt AMT, Zxi AMT, Zxi Plus AMT, Zxi Plus DT AMT Sedans and Compact SUVs: Dzire: Vxi AMT, Zxi AMT, Zxi Plus AMT Baleno: Delta AMT, Zeta AMT, Alpha AMT Fronx: Delta 1.2L AMT, Delta Plus 1.2L AMT, Delta Plus Opt 1.2L AMT Ignis: Delta AMT, Zeta AMT, Alpha AMT This price reduction applies to a significant portion of Maruti Suzuki's automatic car lineup, catering to a wide range of budgets and car preferences. Benefits of the Price Cut: More Value for Money The price reduction of Rs. 5,000 on the AMT variants translates to immediate savings for potential buyers. This makes automatic transmission options in these Maruti Suzuki models more attractive, especially for those who prioritize convenience and ease of driving in heavy traffic conditions. Here's a closer look at the benefits of opting for an AMT variant: Smoother Driving Experience: AMTs offer a more relaxed driving experience compared to manual transmissions, particularly in stop-and-go traffic. The car automatically handles gear changes, reducing driver fatigue and improving overall comfort. Convenience in Traffic: AMTs excel in city driving scenarios. They eliminate the need for constant clutch operation and gear shifting, making commutes and navigating congested roads less stressful. Focus on the Road: By automating gear shifts, AMTs allow drivers to focus more on the road and surrounding traffic, potentially enhancing safety. Fuel Efficiency: While some may associate automatic transmissions with lower fuel efficiency, modern AMTs like those offered by Maruti Suzuki are designed to optimize fuel consumption. With the price reduction making them more affordable, AMT variants in Maruti Suzuki cars present a compelling proposition for buyers seeking a balance between convenience, fuel efficiency, and value for money. Understanding the Powertrains: What's Under the Hood? Maruti Suzuki offers a variety of engine options across the models included in the AMT price cut. Here's a quick overview: Entry-Level Hatchbacks (Alto K10, S-Presso, Celerio): These models utilize a fuel-efficient 1.0-liter naturally aspirated petrol engine. Wagon R: The Wagon R offers a choice between a 1.0-liter and a 1.2-liter naturally aspirated petrol engine, catering to both budget-conscious and performance-oriented buyers. New-Gen Swift: The recently launched new-generation Swift gets the price cut on its AMT variants powered by the new 1.2-liter Z-Series petrol engine. Dzire, Baleno, Ignis: These models share the same 1.2-liter naturally aspirated petrol engine, making them reliable and fuel-efficient options in the sedan and compact SUV segments. Fronx: This versatile crossover offers a choice between a 1.0-liter turbo-petrol engine for those seeking spirited performance and a 1.2-liter naturally aspirated engine for a balance between power and fuel efficiency. It's important to consider your driving needs and preferences when choosing the engine option that best suits you. Frequently Asked Questions: Q: Which Maruti Suzuki models received a price cut on their AMT variants? A: The price reduction applies to a wide range of Maruti Suzuki cars, including Alto K10, S-Presso, Celerio, Wagon R, Swift, Dzire, Baleno, Fronx, and Ignis, for their respective AMT variants. Q: How much is the price cut on the Maruti Suzuki AMT variants? A: The price reduction is a flat Rs. 5,000 across all applicable AMT variants. Q: What are the benefits of choosing an AMT variant? A: AMTs offer a more convenient and relaxed driving experience, particularly in heavy traffic. They eliminate the need for constant clutch operation and gear shifting, improving comfort and potentially enhancing safety. Additionally, modern AMTs are designed for good fuel efficiency. Q: What engine options are available for the Maruti Suzuki models with the AMT price cut? A: The engine options vary depending on the model. Entry-level hatchbacks get a 1.0-liter engine, the Wagon R offers both 1.0-liter and 1.2-liter options, the new Swift uses a 1.2-liter Z-Series engine, Dzire, Baleno, and Ignis share a 1.2-liter engine, and the Fronx comes with a 1.0-liter turbo or a 1.2-liter naturally aspirated engine option.

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2024 Suzuki Swift | DailyRevs

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Suzuki Swift 2024: Engine Details are here

Suzuki has recently pulled back the curtains on the highly anticipated 2024 Swift in Japan, shedding light on exciting features bound for India. In the wake of its grand reveal at the Tokyo Motor Show, the fourth-generation Swift has finally unveiled its engine prowess, boasting a cutting-edge 1.2-litre, 3-cylinder petrol engine (Z12E) from Suzuki’s Z Series. Let’s dive into the key details that…

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a 'partners in crime' installment - luke castellan x dionysus!reader prev -> forever falling | next -> when the curtains close words: 4.5k summary: (post-TLT) The one where he meets you at his mother’s house, though both of you didn’t expect the other to be there. A glimpse into May Castellan’s perfect day (Luke Castellan x fem!Dionysus!reader) a/n: macbeth references (comment if you catch them/or ask and i’ll yap) and slight suggestive stuff under the cut—but anyways let’s just say the prophecy by taylor swift came out at the right time. (posted 4/19/24, semi-edited)

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The drive to Westport has become almost an afterthought in these past few years— in the way you unconsciously reach for your favorite hoodie on the way out the door or tuck in your chair before you leave a table, almost automatic but ingrained with a touch of care.

With letters to May Castellan occupying your passenger seat instead of the boy who wrote them, you’d make the drive multiple times but stop short just before the property line. It took months of parking at the bottom of the hill and just watching the sun set on the little house, so clearly being able to imagine a smaller version of him running around and wreaking havoc. 

Little Luke, with bandaged knees and feet that move as fast as his motor mouth, amber eyes glinting like windchimes in the summer breeze. His mom must’ve watched him play by himself through the bay window before calling him home when the clouds covered the horizon, wispy tendrils stretching over the rain gutter like how lovers hold hands. It must’ve reminded her a lot of his father, leaving nothing but the open air in his wake. Still, all of this was familiar to you too—despite having never stepped foot in the white house.

But knowing Luke meant knowing his home like it was a part of you.

The old hatchback’s engine gently rumbled against the quiet of the property each time you visited, and May would wait for you to come near— waiting for you to be ready to walk into a mausoleum of the boy you both once knew. You were familiar to her too, even as a blurry figure hunched over the steering wheel. She’s seen your face in the small glimpses between the shattering earth of her reality and the hazy foresight she lets herself succumb to remember what her son looks like. In every vision of him since he’s left, you’ve been there; and something about that quells the pain and anguish that it brings to her body when she sees it. But May Castellan is ever an observant woman, gift of prophecy aside. A mother always knows.

It also turns out that she makes excellent conversation over a plate of slightly singed chocolate chip cookies.

—

Luke Castellan is years older than the version of him that last sat at this kitchen table. He doesn’t know if he’s any wiser for it—wondering if he’s made a mistake in coming back here after all this time as he watches his mom hustle around the kitchen that’s suspiciously sparkling clean. A silver spoon clinks against the glass pitcher that May stirs mixed berry Kool-Aid in, his favorite, he remembers, and it makes him squint against the light that filters through the gauzy curtains of the windowpane above the sink. Luke could’ve sworn that there used to be badly patched rips in the fabric, but he attributes it to the dark corner of his memory he still hides away like a secret. Sitting there and taking it all in, he wonders what it would’ve been like to actually grow up here—to stay, for once. 

But that’s something he doesn’t have the privilege of knowing. When his mom turns to hand him a glass with her shaking hands, wrinkles and laugh lines are mapped across the expanse of her face. He’ll never know how they got there. The wooden chair creaks under him, groaning under the weight that he carries and Luke once again feels uncomfortable in a place he once called home. 

“Knew you’d come back. A mother always knows,” May mutters, voice disembodied like she’s floating just out of reach. Her hands clasped over his, rubbing her thumbs over the veins as if she’s checking his pulse (or the possibility of him being an apparition) and the crack in her smile mirrors his. But this isn’t the home he remembers—his frontal lobe was underdeveloped back then and the only plan it could form was the one to get him the hell out of Westport, there’s something different in the details. Tiny things, like the patio swing chain reattached to its post, a mended table leg, and ceramic tiles on the countertop unbroken and smooth. This is a home and a mother he once longed for as a kid, along with the feeling of comfort and safety you can only attribute to a place like this.

Calculating eyes scan the perimeter of the kitchen, but no one knows he’s made the trip to Westport, not even his own crew. Surely nothing could mess this up for him, not here. This was his last step before his quest for redemption eats away at his physical body, and then it will all be out of his hands. 

There’s not much left for me here, he thinks— there’s not much of me left here, either.

Then Luke hears you before he sees you—the sound of you humming under your breath mixed with the jingle of keys turning in the front door. With bags of groceries leaving marks on your arms and a soft smile he hasn’t seen you wear in ages, for once you look lighter again. For a moment, the thought crosses his mind that this must be what you look like when he’s not around. Nonetheless, he breathes easier when you’re near. Of course, you’re here, and the irony grips him by the neck almost as if to make it known why his home feels like home again.

“Yeah hon, I’ll have to call you back,” you laugh into your headphones before tapping them with one free finger to end the call. In a split second, your eyes meet. Staggering back at the sight of him sitting at the table and the absolute grin on May’s face, you decide to continue into the space ahead and start putting the groceries away like nothing is out of sorts. 

“I see you have a visitor, Miss May. Is he staying long?”

Luke sips at his glass, juice extra tart just how he likes it. His lips pucker at the taste it leaves in his mouth and when he opens his mouth there’s a hint of blue. You try not to look too long.

“For the night,” he answers, even if you weren’t talking to him, but it makes May so vibrant with the notion of him not running again that she instantly hops to her feet and rushes to make the bed in his old room. “I won’t be in your way,” he swallows. You gravitate towards him like a moth to a flame, but move around his chair without touching him—further proving that Luke is, in fact, an obstacle you must overcome. He’s a stranger in his own home and you’ve found yourself at ease in it. You wonder if any of that will make a difference in the long run.

“She’s…”

“More peaceful. I’ve been practicing with my dad, so I do what I can to ease her fits but I’m not exactly equipped to lift a curse from Hades,” you mutter through a bitten lip. Luke stares at you but it feels nostalgic, like someone on the outside looking in. Well, shit. He’s been leading demigods to their deaths every summer and you’ve been trying to cure his mentally ill mother in the time you don’t spend trying to stop him.

“I don’t think I even remember the last time she made sense while talking to me,” he laughs hollowly. You purse your lips and shrug, “I visit her every two weeks. She still has her triggers, and she gets confused but she’s not in pain. Your letters helped.”

“Is that why you came here then?”

“Don’t shoot the messenger,” you joke feebly. It falls flat and yet he still smiles, even when you say, “They weren’t for me.”

“They were about you. All of them were.”

You know that too. May makes you read them to her before bedtime as you stroke her hair and send her off to Hypnos. You’ve relived your relationship with Luke a million little times, and he’s written about you and all of your yesterdays like it was the only glimpse of Elysium he’d ever reach. In those letters, you get to remember the good parts of being in love—laughing in the empty amphitheater, holding hands under the dining table, sneaking kisses in the strawberry fields. 

You used to understand each other so well: every dream, every feeling. But there is nothing you understand about the man sitting across from you now. The both of you sit at the kitchen table and there is nothing more to say.

Luke doesn’t have to stay. While you were at the supermarket, he spent an hour trying to explain to his mother that he needed her blessing to swim in the River Styx. Through nuances and veiled simplicity in the words he weaved to convince her, there wasn’t much opposition in her half-empty, half-prophetic mind. May always knew that Luke loved to swim when she took him to the beach, and that was that.

There was nothing more to say.

—

He knows it’s too good to be true when moments later May’s screams carry through the halls of the little house, down the stairway you’re currently clambering up to reach her. By the time his boots reach the second landing, he finds the two women he loves most in a huddle against the linen closet, his mother’s glowing green eyes and empty groans rattling him to the bone. If he were any smaller, he’d be shaking. Even now he doesn’t know what to do— feet frozen as he watches you brush her curls away from her face and lull her to solace.

“Can’t find Luke’s sheets—he needs the Toy Story ones…” May mutters as she rocks on her heels, “My boy needs to be home… He’s meant to be home!” Her fingernails are cutting into your wrists and then she silences with a wave of your hand.

“He’s home, Miss May. He’s right there,” you whisper. When your eyes look at Luke, you watch him crumble—the cracks in his fortitude tumbling like fallen rocks at the sight of the two of you and then you see him. The boy you met at 14 who was angry at the world for making him run away from his mother and the hands of fate until it crept up to snuff him out for the sake of a prophecy foretold by deities who will never understand what it’s like to be human. But there are no second chances, and there is nowhere left to run. “He’s here for you. I’ll take care of him, don’t worry.”

“I see it, the two of you together. The worst will be over soon, and then it’ll all make sense,” she says breathily, licking her lips and straightening herself like nothing happened. Even after you send her off to prepare a basket for the beach, Luke doesn’t move when his mother pats his arm and walks around his body and towards the stairs. Neither of you speak until your fingers touch his jaw lightly, and Luke doesn’t know if you’re trying to help him or inspect him. He tilts down to look at you anyway.

“She thinks we’re still together.”

He blinks. Somehow that’s the most shocking thing he’s heard today. Fate is most definitely cruel and fucked up because he never expected it to be like this—once upon a time he hoped he could take you home to meet his mother when everything was said and done; no shackles from Titans or pressure from the gods.

It was supposed to be different.

“The letters probably didn’t help as much as you thought they would then,” he mumbles, calloused hands guiding your hands over to his swiftly beating heart. You scoff, “Neither does bringing up my boyfriend. She thinks it’s you.” He’d believe anyone who’d say they watched you yank his heart out of his chest with that statement, everything bloody in your hands. It’s still yours, even if you don’t want it.

“Kit?”

You shake your head and shrug, “That was forever ago. But he treats me well.”

Luke wants to ask more but by the tension in your shoulders, he knows not to push. He’s not entitled to know anything more than what you give him. It’s not his place anymore. So his brow furrows at your next suggestion.

“Just pretend, Luke. For the day, so your mom doesn’t get agitated. I’m not asking for much here.”

It’s a terrible, terrible idea—even you know that. But you both have always been good pretenders. Liars, a voice corrects in the back of your mind. You reason that it’s for May and insist upon that fact, even if the heartbroken girl you left at Camp Half-Blood is raging at you from deep inside the recesses of your mind that you hide her in. What’s one day with him compared to the many you’ve gone without? You don’t need to know the rest of why he’s here, or what more he’s going to do— and you don’t ask. 

Not knowing has always hurt less.

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You’ve forgotten how good Luke is at playing the part of a good boyfriend. He offers to drive to the beach, carries the picnic basket and blanket for you all to sit on, and listens intently when May asks about your college classes. There’s no discomfort in the way he holds your hand as you walk in the sand or dusts your feet off before laying them across his lap. It’s easy to laugh at his bad jokes, it’s easy to act like the boyfriend you describe is anything like him (even if he’s the complete opposite), and it’s too damn easy to fall into the familiar rhythm that is you and Luke. The three of you lay down as the spring breeze covers you from the rest of reality, hiding away from the truth of a broken woman and two ex-lovers. By late afternoon, you find yourself enjoying it, and it’s cruel how the guilt isn’t rolling off you in waves, instead longing for him to follow you anywhere. 

He meets you by the shoreline with both of you waist-deep in the water. May’s collecting seashells but she turns to look at you two every so often like she’s framing this memory in her fragile mind. Without saying it out loud, the both of you hope it will hold. 

“She always talks about you, you know? Even without trying,” you mutter as saltwater pours from your fingers to the valleys made by the veins in his forearms. It’s like initiating touch without the consequences of actually doing it, and he immerses himself in the feeling as it spills over him, feet rocking against the tide. 

“I do too. Can’t help it.”

When the sea ripples once more pushing you against the wall of his body, you end up holding on, and he doesn’t let go. You both smell like salt and sunshine, pressed together and nothing has made more sense. The silence goes on for a beat too long—he whispers, “You still talk about me? Your boyfriend must hate that.”

“Why wouldn’t I want to talk about you? For anyone to get to know me, they have to know you.”

Your shirt is stuck to your skin in the surf and Luke’s hands brush over the waistline of your underwear, daring to reacquaint himself with your touch and spur a reaction from you. You may be the best actress he’s ever known but anything is better than watching you be complacent with the false niceties of the day.

“There isn’t much worth knowing.”

“I’d never say that, Luke,” jaw tensing, you let out a breath when his hands encircle your hips, hidden in plain sight in the deep of the ocean. He chuckles and the sound tickles your brain to remind you it's the type of laugh he spits out when he’s hiding his anger, “There’s a lot we’re both not saying.” Your name slips past his lips, sneaking past your defenses and hitting you head-on like a bullet.

“Why?”

Why are you doing this? Why are you helping his mother, why aren’t you actively fighting and turning him in, why are you letting him hold you if he’s only going to leave again—there are too many questions and only one clear answer.

“Because it’s out of our hands, isn’t it, Luke? You love your mother but you wouldn’t have come here unless it’s too late. Annie told me you went to see her in San Francisco.”

He was never here to make amends or save face. There was no version of him that was going to ask you to run away with him because he knows you deserve more than always running from fate. He’d do it all over again as long as you got this— the life you’re living with your college degree, your boyfriend, and your happy family— and Luke has no place in that.

A dry laugh bubbles from his throat, sticking like seafoam when he says, “You hate San Francisco.” 

You wouldn’t have come, anyway. 

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By the time you get home for dinner, your skin is sensitive and tingly from the heat of the sun. May’s tracing circles into the back of your hand as she leads you up the patio steps. There’s a sinking feeling in your stomach that makes you sway against the doorway.

“Too much time having fun,” she mumbles, patting your cheek, “Take a cold shower dear. Join us when you’re ready?” Luke’s eyes follow you all the way up the stairs and then again, he’s left to his own devices.

Most of the said shower was spent thinking about what your friends would say about you for playing house with the enemy. The guilt felt like ice along your spine, paralyzing you for wanting to be selfish, to choose what makes you happy even if it fucks the rest of the world. But looking in the mirror afterward was scarier—you recognized the girl that stared back at you as someone you thought you’d never see again. A version you left behind years ago, with her head held high and so sure of herself with your Luke by your side. 

Surely, there’s no harm in indulging in this vice for the rest of the night. Not when you haven’t felt this relaxed in years.

Dinner is being served by the time you make your way back downstairs. It’s a simple dish you taught Luke how to make back at camp when you raided the kitchens at midnight. Nothing special, reminding you of your own home—but the fact that he remembered makes your smile widen as you take a seat and promise to wash the dishes. Luke chuckles the type that makes his eyes crinkle in mirth once he watches you dig into your meal, knees brushing under the table like old times. 

Everything feels easier after that.

“Today was the best day,” his mother mutters as you tuck the covers under her chin. May kisses both of your cheeks before she shuts her eyes and you gently fold the letter she chose tonight back into her nightstand for safekeeping. This time, you read her the story of your first kiss with Luke sitting at the foot of her bed in the dim light of her room. It’s less scary here than he remembers, but maybe it’s because this time there’s no screaming and him running to hide in the closet. Your voice is much more pleasant than those suppressed memories, immersing you all in a more pleasant one— the both of you in the amphitheater kissing on the stage with his hands in your belt loops. Luke could recite every word on that page if it meant he could go back in time, not with Backbiter but with you, just to live through that moment again. I think I’m falling in love with her, is how the letter ended but by then he already knew. Writing it down to tell his mother always made it real. 

This, you, right here—everything is real.

He’s silent even as he watches you smoke through the cracked window of his childhood bedroom, and you’re surprised when he steals a puff. His hands are shaking under the moonlight and suddenly it’s clear that he’s scared. Everyone feels fear, but in all the years that you’ve known him, Luke Castellan has never let you see it.

“Those things will kill you one day,” you mumble, watching him lean against the windowpane. It’s what he used to always tell you so that you’d quit, but old habits die screaming. It’s another vice you refuse to let go of.

“Wanted to try something new before I…” his voice drops off. 

Lose myself. 

Lose you. 

Luke coughs as the smoke enters his lungs, a momentary rush hitting him brought by the nicotine. Your hands go to cup his jaw as you set your forehead against his, a silent plea for him to just be honest if there’s truly nothing left to lose.

“I’m out of time, Trouble. It’s out of my hands.”

Shuddering at the feeling of him tracing every ridge of your spine, you think the way he says your nickname sounds like the way he used to say I love you. It’s raining outside now, the harsh pitter-patter of wet drops drowning out the sound of your voice, “What can I do? Is there anything left for me to do?” When his head shakes, your noses brush, and your breaths intermingle, almost magnetic. Perhaps the rain is getting in from the open window and you feel it hitting your cheek until you see the shine of his eyes.

“You think I did this because of you. I know you do, but you need to know I did all of this for you, trouble. I choose you and me. Every time,” Luke gasps, intertwining his fingers with yours, the both of you pushing and pulling in this embrace like the moon with the tide.

“Luke…” 

You’re pressing yourself against him, face hidden in his shirt as your brain catches up to your heart, hasty breaths and every atom of your being screaming to be held together by him and then you’re on him, through tears and clenched fists tumbling towards the tiny twin bed. The only way he likens himself to his father is his yearning to be a true traveler, but what he knows best out of anything in this entire world is you. He knew this body once too— every birthmark, scar, and dimple. Who else has had the privilege to navigate the ridges of your spine, to know the pressure of your kiss? A tattoo peeks out to say hello at your hip bone. There are new stories and new marks, there are parts of you unknown to him now. Luke thinks that must be what hurts most about each time he leaves you. 

But then gods, why does this feel so good?

Warm palms caress your waist, nudging your shirt up in the hopes that this will be enough compensation for all his misdoings—the tears you’ve cried, the anger you’ve felt, the things you had to do and will have to do because of him. Luke is someone who’s gotten comfortable with manipulating time, but time has manipulated him and all of his plans for the both of you. Sleepy setback bedroom eyes meet his own that glow in the gentle light of the lamp on the nightstand. Maybe if you pretend again his childhood bedroom can turn into the star-speckled darkness of cabin 12. You can just lay down and tuck underneath his arms waiting for him to fall asleep. But he stays up this time, making you hiss at the feeling of his lips against your neck.

 “We can’t… Angelface,” you say breathily, still leaning into the trail he marks across the valley of your collarbone, “We’re not together anymore.” 

A kiss is placed on your pulsepoint, knocking against the cord of your necklace.

“We shouldn’t… I have a boyfriend.”

Another kiss rests against the warmth of your forehead.

“We’re on opposite sides of a war… You’re my enemy.”

Finally, his lips meet yours, for a moment as if to test the waters.

“Not tonight,” he says, and there is no other option but to agree. There is a lifetime to make up for in a night, and fuck it—they’ll crucify you anyway. You were never meant to be a hero, that’s what he always wanted. You just wanted him. Your head hits the pillow and he looms over you until you’re pulling him in for more than what’s necessary to accept an apology.

There’s nothing left to lose.

—

Before your mind can wake up dreading the consequences of last night, your socked feet take you to the kitchen to clean up the mess you’ve both left behind. The old floorboards creak underfoot and there’s a method in the way you’re washing the dishes, hot water and soap starting to seep through your shirt sleeve but you choose not to notice. Scrubbing at the dirt and grime left behind on the porcelain until your fingers start to prune, a lump forms in your throat before you can stop it. Maybe if you scrub hard enough at the glass that Luke drank out of last night it can eventually be clean. But it’s taking you longer than you thought, jaw tensing and fingers turning white at how hard you’re holding on. May appears behind you, guiding your hands away from the scalding water, and though you resist— the glass drops into the sink and shatters with a loud crack.

“Damn spot wouldn’t get out,” you sniff, turning away to look out the window and think of anything but him, but he’s everywhere even when he’s not here, so much so that it suffocates you. Guilt lines every shaking breath you take until lavender eyes meet amber at the sensation of her clasping your red and raw palms with a dishtowel. 

You see him in her too.

“His fate is greater than the cards he’s been dealt with. You know that.” 

It’s the clearest and most sensible May’s spoken in days. Perhaps when it comes to Luke, she’ll always know better. Eyes darting elsewhere to fight the tears that brim at your lash line, you look down at your swollen hands, palm up towards the heavens almost imploring, “Why couldn’t it be me?” 

The question’s direction is unclear and you don’t expect to get an answer, turning away to grab some ice from the freezer and she remains standing there—staring at the windowsill at a compass that’s now found its home next to the faded picture of a man who’s left more times than there are reasons to stay. Just like his father, she thinks, a small smile quirking at the side of her lip where a scar would meet her son’s. Clicking it open delicately like how she used to hold his hand, there’s a photo of you and Luke resting against the cover ripped away from a memory frozen in time.

“It is you,” May says quietly, though you’ve already left the room.

A mother always knows, after all.

—

“Aphrodite,” I pleaded to the moon-drenched night sky. “Tell me; if love is meant to heal, then why does it destroy those who choose it?” From somewhere beyond the clouds, I heard the Goddess laugh. And I knew. -Nikita Gill

[putaposyinyourhair]

Slowly but Also Like All at Once

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7

noah diaz x mirage (aka the literal personification of ‘wait, did you just flirt with me?’ and ‘have been for the past year but thanks for noticing’)

warnings : mirage isn't exactly himself but it's only temporary and also more f bombs dropped

oh shit here comes reek

“Could you— can you transform into, like, a Civic hatchback or somethin’?” Noah inquires quietly after having to clear his throat a bit awkwardly— probably because he’d spent pretty much the entire ride back to Brooklyn in stunned silence, still mulling over Optimus’ request. “Y’know, before we roll into the neighborhood?”

There’s a beat of silence. And Noah wonders if he’s said something wrong.

“I know you did not just ask me to do that,” Mirage snorts then, in a clearly offended tone. Because apparently, Honda Civics are beneath him.

Noah scowls heavily down at the radio.

“Oh, my bad, your highness—” he begins to apologize sarcastically, only to be cut off by the mech.

“You’re not forgiven,” Mirage points out snobbishly.

Noah lets out a frustrated groan, fingers curling inward around his box of electronics— which he’d pulled into his lap earlier amidst the silence, as something to busy himself with, checking if everything was as promised; not crushed— and one of his fingers pokes a hole straight through the worn down cardboard.

“Look,” he sighs. “It’s broad daylight out. My man, Reek, he’s always out front and he’s gonna recognize you in a second flat. Plus, everybody and they mama knows I’m way too fuckin’ broke to be crusin’ ‘round in a Porsche, bro. Come on.”

Mirage’s radio emits a droning buzz, followed by an annoyed groan just as the Porsche begins to slow and pull over.

“The things I do for you,” Mirage snaps. “They’re not natural. It should be studied.”

He pops the driver side door open.

“Out.”

Noah’s brows furrow, confused, but nevertheless he does as he’s told and climbs out with his box still in hand. He rounds the Porsche and steps onto the sidewalk, chuckling awkwardly under his breath as a few pedestrians glance his way when the silver and blue vehicle burns rubber and sends up a puff of smoke as Mirage peels away from the curb.

Noah feels kind of abandoned for a moment.

His chest does that stupid twisty thing that he’d thought it had finally decided to stop doing. He wonders for a moment if he should’ve sucked it up and just not said anything.

But then the loud sound of an engine revving calls his attention and Noah’s jaw drops when a silver Volkswagen Corrado SLC VR6 coupe with blue stripes rolls up to the curb.

It’s definitely not a Civic.

The passenger side window rolls down.

“I hope you know this is like the equivalent of me asking you to shave all your hair off for me.”

Oh.

Noah definitely should’ve just sucked it up. Maybe asked Mirage to drop him off down the block instead. There’s so many other ways he could’ve gone about this.

He feels like shit. And it shows in the way his shoulders droop and he lowers his head, looking up at the Corrado kind of sheepishly.

“I’m just yanking your chain, sweetspark,” Mirage admits casually. “I don’t give a flying frag. Hop in.”

The words are said so flippantly, Noah almost misses the new term of endearment the bot somehow manages to sneak in there— at least he thinks it’s a term of endearment anyways; the cybertronian version of sweetheart.

His cheeks flood with a swift rush of heat. And he tells himself it’s just because of the stifling heat outside. But he can’t exactly explain away that stupid hot jabbing sensation in his chest that’s also decided to make a sudden return.

He huffs and rounds the car once more, Mirage opening and closing the door for him as he climbs inside.

“You’re a dick,” Noah grumbles beneath his breath as he sets his box down on the passenger seat then fastens his seatbelt, his face still flushed.

“Yeah, but it’s not like you didn’t already know that.”

God damn him, he’s right too.

Noah decides to ignore him for the next few minutes it takes for them to roll up outside his apartment building— evading the bot’s comments and questions with a few spaced-out hums. Instead, he keeps watch out the window for anyone who knows him too well and might think it’s weird for him to be pulling up in a strange car. A car that Noah still— despite the change into a Volkswagen— could never be able to afford.

Mirage’s engine cuts off as soon as he pulls over, after expertly parallel parking between a Mazda 626 and an old Lincoln town car Noah recognizes as Mr. Delano’s, a senile old man that lives a few doors down from him and sometimes gets into shouting matches with the ghost of his ex-wife, Shirley.

“Ladies and gents, we have arrived at our destination,” Mirage announces through the radio with a crackle of static— and Noah thinks he does it on purpose, to make the dumb joke sound more authentic. “974 Wilson Avenue. You may now unfasten your seatbelts.”

It’s adorable, unfortunately, and Noah can’t help the smirk it pulls out of him.

“Got ‘em.”

Noah shakes his head and turns to look out the window— hoping that it somehow hides the quickly-growing full blown smile on his face from Mirage.

Across the street, Mrs. Moreno’s triplets are playing double dutch with a long jump rope that obviously used to be a few smaller jump ropes, which have now been tied together.

“So, I’m picking you up later tonight, right?” Mirage inquires after a moment, his playful tone falling into a far more somber one— like he’s kind of scared Noah’s going to say no. “After you talk to your family and pack?”

The smile on Noah’s face drops.

He’s had a long ride back to Bushwick to think about the answer to that question. A long time to think on Optimus’ offer. And he still doesn’t know what he’s going to do.

Or maybe some part of him does but he’s torn between his options.

On one hand, he has to face his ma— who’s already gonna tear him a new one for missing dinner and not checking in— and tell her he’s leaving again, with barely an explanation as to why. And on top of that, he has to explain it to Kris too. At least when it comes to his little brother, he can give the kid a version that’s closer to the truth.

On the other hand, he has to do something that he’s pretty sure is gonna break his heart; say goodbye. Might break Mirage’s heart too— or rather, his spark.

A few buildings down, Noah can see Mr. Jackson’s son— Noah thinks his name is Paulie— feeding the neighborhood stray cats, something that usually brings his neighbor, Mrs. Vargas, out with a broom in her hand, yelling at him in Spanish because she hates that the ‘pequeños demonios’ keep eating the plants she has on her windowsills.

Except Paulie doesn’t speak Spanish and usually just waves obliviously.

Noah glances down at the radio and heaves a soft sigh.

“Mirage,” he begins to say. “Look, dude, I don’t know if—”

Mirage’s radio releases a garbled, high-pitched whine that makes Noah wince a bit.

“Aw, come on,” the bot moans— and Noah imagines that if the mech were in his rootmode, he’d be kicking his legs in a fuss. “You can’t leave me with those tightasses, man!”

Noah huffs softly beneath his breath, digging his teeth into the smooth skin on the inside of his bottom lip.

“I’ll beg if I have to, gorgeous.”

Motherfucker…

Noah’s just about had it with him.

Mostly just because he thinks his heart might give out with the way it keeps tripping over a beat every time the mech uses one of those goddamn pet names.

Is it flirting? It feels like flirting. But Noah’s not sure. Because he’s a loser and he doesn’t actually know the first thing about flirting. He’s never had time for that before.

He’d always been too busy serving in the army and then running around, worrying about Kris, to even let himself stop and think about something as frivolous as trying to get his flirt on.

Plus, Noah doesn’t know if cybertronians even know what flirting is.

Sure, it feels deliberate. But it’s totally possible Mirage is just repeating shit he’s heard on the streets, or on TV. Right?

Noah’s eyes widen.

What the hell is he even thinking?

He shakes his head.

“Look, Noah. I know this is… a big decision,” Mirage comments softly. “I really want you to come with me. I mean, come on, man. We’re partners. But… I’ll understand if you don’t.”

Why does the mech have to be so freaking sweet about it too?

Noah wants to dig the heels of his palms into his eyes and push until he starts seeing stars.

“How about I give you some time to think about it?” the bot suggests. “I’ll drop by later tonight. That sound like a plan?”

Noah just nods. Because he doesn’t trust his voice not to betray him in that moment and drop like he’s some kind of pre-pubescent teenager.

The Corrado’s driver side door clicks open.

Noah unfastens his seatbelt.

“Don’t forget your gizmos,” Mirage reminds him pointedly. “I know how important they are to you.”

A sharp squawk from a few feet away has Noah’s head snapping up to see a wide-eyed Reek— who’d clearly crossed the street, headed in Noah’s direction— trip over nothing but air and go down hard on the pavement.

“Oh, shit,” Noah exclaims, jumping out of the Corrado. “You aight, man?” He zips over to his fallen friend’s side and reaches down to help the man up.

Reek, with the help of Noah who’s got ahold of one of the other man’s shoulders, stands on shaky feet. His nose is busted and a small rivulet of blood is running over his lip and down his chin.

“Shit, bro, you’re bleedin’,” Noah tells him.

But Reek doesn’t seem to be paying Noah or the blood on his face any mind. No, instead he’s gawking at the Corrado behind Noah.

Noah feels his muscles tense.

“Noah…” Reek begins slowly. “Did that motherfuckin’ car just talk?”

Noah thinks he should be commended for the way he immediately snaps into action, releasing his friend and taking a step back, forcing out a chuckle that’s only kind of awkward.

“A talking car?” he snorts, reaching back to shut the Corrado’s driver side door in a way he really hopes looks chill and unbothered. “Man, you trippin’. You been smokin’ way too much of that chronic shit.”

He hears the window make a whirring noise that clearly means Mirage is rolling it down and he steps back again— his backside coming into contact with the driver side door— in an attempt to shield it from Reek’s view.

“Don’t play with me, man!” Reek cries out, pointing at him. “I ain’t crazy. I know what I just seen with my own two eyes!”

Noah’s eyes widen and he takes a moment to glance around the street, hoping their little spat isn’t drawing any unwanted attention.

“So, I’ma ask you again, dawg,” Reek snaps. “Did that motherfuckin’ car just talk?”

“No?” Noah tries again.

“Yes.”

The admission comes from over Noah’s shoulder and Noah absolutely freezes.

“What the fuck…” Reek breathes out, utterly stunned. “It just talked again. The fuckin’ car just talked.”

Noah turns his head to the side for a second and narrows his eyes down at the silver and blue Corrado.

“Shut up,” he whispers, both hands fisted at his sides, before he whirls back around to face Reek. He stubbornly ignores the way the metal at his rear warms up and seems to tremble.

“It just talked again,” Reek is babbling away, his wild gaze jumping between the car and Noah. “It talks. It’s a talking car. The fuckin’ car just talked again, Noah.”

“No, it didn’t!” Noah denies immediately— unable to control the way his voice rises in pitch in his panic.

Mrs. Moreno’s kids pause their game of double dutch for a second to glance across the street at them.

Noah reaches up and waves at them dumbly until they return to their game.

“Yes, I did,” Mirage’s voice contradicts— and Noah’s gonna kill him, strip him for parts, something, because the asshole sounds proud of it too.

He snaps and whirls back around.

“God damn it, Mirage,” he stresses, forcing his voice to stay low and ignoring Reek’s ravings behind him. “So much for being a master spy. Announce it to the whole world while you’re at it, why don’t you? Way to be slick, dude.”

“Oh, I can show you slick,” Mirage’s sly voice drawls. “All you gotta do is ask nicely, baby. I’ll put on a real good show for you.”

Okaaaay.

Noah thinks it’s finally safe to assume that Mirage isn’t just repeating shit he’s heard on the streets or on TV. This is definitely deliberate.

Noah thinks even the back of his neck flushes this time around.

He bites out an exasperated groan and bends down to lean into the Corrado’s cabin as Mirage rolls his engine over, reaching out for his box. He steadfastly ignores the way the metal digging into his stomach vibrates just a little more than strictly necessary.

“We’re gonna have a serious conversation about this later,” he points out, glaring at the radio as he pulls the box into the driver’s seat so he can get a better grip on it. “Now get outta here before you give my friend a heart attack.”

“Yes, sir,” Mirage taunts immaturely— and Noah’s sure that had the bot been in his rootmode, he would’ve stuck his tongue out at Noah. If that’s even what it’s called. Noah knows he has one, he’s noticed it before.

Noah yanks his box out of the car and, reaching out to grab ahold of Reek’s arm, moves them both over to the sidewalk where he can do nothing but sigh as Mirage once more peels away from the curb with a shriek of screeching tires— damn near scratching the faded paint on Mr. Delano’s Lincoln.

“Noah…”

Noah turns to face Reek, his freckled cheeks absolutely still blazing away.

The man’s got one brow firmly arched. And he still looks kind of blanched, something Noah’s never seen from him before, but he’s also got this wary look on his face

“Look, man, I can explain—”

“Noah,” Reek begins again, tentatively— like he’s about to ask something that even he can’t quite believe he’s going to ask. “Did you fuck that car?”

Noah damn nearly chokes on his own tongue.

[at-thestillpoint]

Can’t put into words how much I love how you write Hangman and Phoenix ♥️ do you have any other different stories/alt universe planned that you can give a sneak peek too? 👀👀

Hi! Thank you so much!

I am filled to the brim with other ideas (read: I have three ideas) but haven’t had a moment to make much progress on them at all. I will share these ideas here and now to keep me accountable to actually writing them when I’m no longer white-knuckling European streets in a rented hatchback. Please note that these are listed in no particular order, and I have no idea when they’ll be done or how long they’ll be.

love you like a lover should: the Suki Waterhouse (“Moves”)/Taylor Swift (“Dress”)–inspired fic that started as a Rooster/Phoenix challenge to myself that has since become a Hangman/Phoenix story with a title from “Great Balls of Fire.” I am what I am, I suppose.

no rules in breakable heaven: the olympics au

an as yet unnamed prompt fill for a prompt that came during the height of the neon rodeo chaos, and so is heavily inspired by Glen Powell’s ability to throw a party. The Google doc is titled “bang and release.” Take that for what you will.

I eventually do also need to introduce y’all to the Sere-Trace children in the wild and unruly universe, along with Hangman’s ability to give gifts.

[autohunt]

Top 10+ Best Mileage Cars In India 2025 | Save Fuel With These Petrol, CNG & Hybrid Beasts!

Compare Petrol, CNG & Hybrid Cars That Save Fuel and Money. If you're looking for the best mileage cars in India, you're not alone. With rising fuel prices, Indian buyers are now more focused on fuel-efficient cars than ever before. Whether you want a daily city commuter, a family-friendly option, or a value-for-money ride, this guide covers the top mileage cars in India 2025 — including petrol, CNG, and hybrid options. Best Fuel Saving Cars For Indian Roads Let’s explore the cars that give you the highest mileage, lowest running cost, and maximum peace of mind on Indian roads. Section 1: Why Mileage Matters More Than Ever In 2025, fuel efficiency isn’t just a bonus — it’s a priority. The combination of: Sky-high fuel prices ⛽ Longer commutes 🚦 Eco-conscious buyers 🌱 ...has made fuel-efficient cars the first choice for Indian families. In fact, for most buyers, a car’s mileage per litre or per kg is more important than top speed or horsepower. 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Here are the best petrol mileage cars in India: Maruti Celerio – 26.68 km/l Maruti Swift – 22.38 km/l Toyota Glanza – 22.35 km/l Maruti Dzire – 22.61 km/l Hyundai i20 – 20.35 km/l These cars offer a good balance between fuel economy and daily drivability. Top 15 Best Cars Under 8 Lakhs In India. Section 4: Best CNG Cars in India for Daily Use If you're serious about cutting running costs, CNG is unbeatable. These are the best CNG cars in India with incredible per km costs: Wagon R CNG – 34.05 km/kg Alto K10 CNG – 33.85 km/kg Tiago CNG – 26.49 km/kg Aura CNG – 27 km/kg CNG cars are ideal for city driving and make excellent budget family cars. Section 5: Best Hybrid Cars in India Hybrids combine petrol engines with electric motors to deliver top-class mileage and low emissions. Toyota Urban Cruiser Hyryder – 27.97 km/l. Honda City Hybrid – 27.13 km/l. Toyota Innova Hycross (Hybrid variant) – ~23.24 km/l. They’re the future-ready choice for buyers who want comfort, performance, and great mileage. Section 6: Best Mileage Cars Under ₹10 Lakhs Looking for the best mileage cars under 10 lakhs? Here’s a power-packed shortlist: Maruti Celerio Wagon R CNG Swift Alto K10 CNG Tata Tiago CNG Hyundai Aura Maruti Dzire All these cars deliver excellent mileage while being affordable, reliable, and low-maintenance. Top 10 Car Brands in India. Section 7: Best Mileage Cars for Indian Roads India’s roads demand cars that are tough, efficient, and city-friendly. The following are ideal for all kinds of Indian driving conditions: Hyundai Aura – Compact & smooth Tata Tiago CNG – Strong build Wagon R CNG – Tall-boy practicality Hyryder Hybrid – Perfect for long drives These models are a hit among those looking for the highest mileage car in India for real-world use. Section 8: Best Family Cars with Good Mileage When buying a car for the family, mileage and comfort both matter. Check out: Toyota Glanza – Premium feel, great mileage Maruti Dzire – Reliable and fuel-saving Honda Amaze – Great boot space and comfort Hyundai Grand i10 Nios – Feature-rich and compact These are also among the best average cars in India for small to mid-size families. Section 9: Mileage Comparison – Petrol vs CNG vs Hybrid Fuel Type Pros Cons Petrol Low maintenance, good availability Higher fuel cost. CNG Cheapest to run, eco-friendly Boot space reduction, refill time. Hybrid Best mileage, smooth & silent drive High upfront cost. Choose based on your budget, city access to CNG, and daily usage patterns. Section 10: Best Mileage Cars with Price in India (Updated 2025) We’ve compared best mileage cars with their prices to help you make the right call. Whether you're going for budget cars, sedans, or hybrids, there’s an option for every price point in this guide. Conclusion Choosing the right mileage car means lower running costs, less fuel worry, and more money in your pocket. From hatchbacks to hybrids, the Indian auto market in 2025 offers an amazing range of high mileage, fuel-efficient cars. Whether you want the best petrol mileage cars in India or the most reliable CNG option, this guide has got you covered. FAQs on Best Mileage Cars in India Which car gives the highest mileage in India in 2025? The Maruti Wagon R CNG offers the highest ARAI mileage of 34.05 km/kg. What is the best hybrid mileage car in India? Toyota Urban Cruiser Hyryder leads with 27.97 km/l (ARAI certified). Which petrol car has the best mileage in India? The Maruti Suzuki Celerio gives 26.68 km/l, the best among petrol cars. Are CNG cars better than petrol in mileage? Yes, CNG cars give significantly more km per rupee spent compared to petrol. Which is the best budget mileage car in India? The Maruti Alto K10 CNG and Celerio offer high mileage at low prices. Are hybrid cars worth it in India? If you have the budget, hybrid cars offer amazing mileage and lower emissions — ideal for long-term savings. Which car is best for daily city use? Tata Tiago CNG and Maruti Swift are compact, efficient, and city-friendly. Is mileage the only thing to consider while buying a car? No. Consider safety, comfort, brand reliability, and after-sales service along with mileage. Read the full article

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Self Drive Car Near Majestic The Smartest Way to Travel Around Bangalore

Introduction

Need a convenient, reliable, and budget-friendly way to get around the city? If you're searching for a Self Drive Car Near Majestic, you've just found your solution. Majestic is the heart of Bangalore home to the central bus stand (KSRTC/Majestic Bus Station), the City Railway Station, and endless hustle and bustle. Whether you’re a tourist arriving in Bangalore or a local who lives nearby, a self-drive car rental offers unbeatable freedom.

And when it comes to top-rated providers, RushCarz is your go-to platform for booking a self-drive car in minutes near Majestic.

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Whether you're heading toward MG Road, Yeshwanthpur, or Electronic City, Majestic is your launchpad.

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Arriving by train or bus? Book your car near Majestic, skip the cab, and hit the road directly to your destination.

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If you're looking for a Self Drive Car Near Majestic, RushCarz makes the process super smooth:

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Popular Destinations You Can Drive to from Majestic

Lalbagh Botanical Garden – 6 km

Cubbon Park – 3 km

Nandi Hills – 60 km (perfect for early morning drives)

Mysore – 145 km (great for day trips or weekends)

Chikmagalur / Coorg – Ideal for road trips and nature lovers

Documents You’ll Need

To book a Self Drive Car Near Majestic, keep these handy:

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At RushCarz, all vehicles are:

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Self-Drive Car Rental in Bhubaneswar – Affordable & Convenient Travel with Speed Toyz Cars

Looking to explore Bhubaneswar at your own pace? Want the flexibility of a car without the burden of ownership? Speed Toyz Cars offers affordable and reliable self-drive car rental services in Bhubaneswar to make your travel smooth, private, and convenient.

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Self-drive car rentals are becoming increasingly popular in cities like Bhubaneswar due to the flexibility, privacy, and cost-effectiveness they offer. Whether you're a local resident, tourist, or business traveler, renting a car gives you full control over your journey — no driver to wait for, no need to follow someone else's schedule.

At Speed Toyz Cars, we believe in giving our customers the freedom to travel on their own terms.

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Located in the heart of Khandagiri, Bhubaneswar, Speed Toyz Cars is a trusted name for self-drive car rentals. Here’s what makes us the preferred choice for hundreds of satisfied customers:

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Popular Routes & Places to Explore in Bhubaneswar

With a self-drive car from Speed Toyz Cars, you can easily explore:

Lingaraj Temple – A majestic 11th-century temple in Old Town

Udayagiri & Khandagiri Caves – Ancient Jain caves just minutes away from our location

Nandankanan Zoo – A must-visit for families and wildlife lovers

Puri & Konark – Plan a day trip to the iconic Sun Temple and Jagannath Temple, just 60–70 km away

Chilika Lake – Perfect for a scenic road trip to Asia's largest brackish water lagoon

Our self-drive cars are equipped to handle city roads and highway drives alike, giving you a smooth experience wherever you go.

Safety & Hygiene First

We take your safety seriously. Every car is:

Sanitized before and after each ride

Regularly serviced and inspected

Covered under insurance

We follow all COVID-19 safety protocols and ensure that your journey is safe and hygienic.

Documents Required for Booking

To rent a car from Speed Toyz Cars, you’ll need:

A valid Driving License

A government-issued ID Proof (Aadhaar/PAN/Passport)

A security deposit (refundable) depending on the car category

The entire process is quick and digital — no paperwork hassles.

Flexible Booking Options

We understand that plans can change. That's why we offer:

Hourly, daily, and weekly rental options

Flexible pickup and drop-off timings

24/7 customer support for assistance anytime during your trip

Ideal for Every Occasion

Whether you're:

A tourist exploring Odisha

A local resident planning a weekend getaway

A student or professional needing temporary transport

A couple or family on a road trip

Our self-drive cars offer the convenience and comfort you need.

What Our Customers Say

"Rented a Hyundai i20 for 3 days — super clean, no issues, and great customer support. Highly recommended!" – Arjun P., Bhubaneswar

"Best self-drive service in Bhubaneswar. Got the car delivered to my doorstep on time. Will book again!" – Priyanka S., Cuttack

How to Book a Car at Speed Toyz Cars

Booking is easy:

Visit our website: https://speedtoyzcars.com/self-drive-car-rent-in-bhubaneswar/

Select your car and rental dates

Upload your license & ID

Pay securely online or choose to pay at pickup

Pick up the car from our office or opt for home delivery

You can also call us directly at 9861332857 for bookings or inquiries.

Conclusion

If you're looking for a trusted and affordable self-drive car rental in Bhubaneswar, look no further than Speed Toyz Cars. With our wide fleet, easy process, and customer-first approach, we ensure your journey is as smooth as the drive itself.

Visit us: 438D, Lane-15, Satyasai Enclave Rd, Khandagiri, Bhubaneswar, Odisha 751030Call now: 9861332857Book online: https://speedtoyzcars.com/self-drive-car-rent-in-bhubaneswar/

Travel on your terms — with Speed Toyz Car

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The Indian hatchback market continues to be a battleground for automakers, with fuel efficiency, affordability, and practicality being key factors for buyers. Taking a closer look at the sales figures for March 2024, a clear leader emerges – Maruti Suzuki. This article delves into the details of Maruti's dominance in the compact and midsize hatchback segment, exploring the top performers and analyzing trends within the market. Maruti Takes the Wheel Maruti Reigns Supreme: Over 60% Market Share Maruti Suzuki asserted its authority in the hatchback market for March 2024, capturing a staggering over 60% of the total sales volume. This dominance is evident when looking at the best-selling hatchbacks, with four out of the top six models belonging to the Maruti brand. Here's a breakdown of the top contenders and their March 2024 performance: Maruti Wagon R: Enduring Champion The iconic Maruti Wagon R continues its reign as the undisputed king of hatchbacks in India. Despite experiencing a slight decline in sales compared to both March 2023 (5% decrease) and February 2024 (16% decrease), the Wagon R managed to surpass the impressive mark of 16,368 units sold. This enduring popularity can be attributed to its combination of affordability, fuel efficiency, and spacious interiors, making it a practical choice for many Indian families. Maruti Swift: Maintaining Momentum Following closely behind the Wagon R is the ever-popular Maruti Swift. March 2024 saw a positive trend for the Swift, with sales figures exceeding 15,700 units. This represents a significant 19% growth compared to February 2024. The Swift's sporty design, peppy performance, and improved features continue to attract a loyal customer base, solidifying its position as a top contender in the hatchback segment. Tata Tiago: A Strong Challenger Tata Motors put up a commendable fight with the Tiago, securing the third position on the sales chart. In March 2024, over 6,300 units of the Tiago were sold, maintaining its lead over the Hyundai Grand i10 Nios. However, it's worth noting that the Tiago's sales witnessed a slight dip of around 500 units compared to the previous month. Hyundai Grand i10 Nios: Facing a Sales Downturn The Hyundai Grand i10 Nios managed to cross the 5,000-unit sales mark in March 2024. While its monthly sales remained consistent compared to February 2024, the Grand i10 Nios faced a significant year-on-year decline of 46%. This drop in sales might be attributed to increased competition within the segment or a shift in consumer preferences towards newer models. Maruti Celerio and Ignis: Consistent Demand with Room for Growth Both the Maruti Celerio and Ignis witnessed consistent demand in March 2024, with sales figures hovering around 3,500 and 2,700 units, respectively, compared to February 2024. However, their year-on-year sales figures paint a different picture. The Celerio saw a decline of over 1,000 units, while the Ignis experienced a more substantial drop of 32% in monthly sales compared to March 2023. Key Takeaways and Market Trends The March 2024 sales data reveals several interesting trends within the Indian hatchback market: Maruti's Dominance: Maruti Suzuki continues to be the frontrunner in the hatchback segment, capitalizing on its brand recognition, established dealer network, and a wide range of fuel-efficient and affordable models. Shifting Consumer Preferences: While established players like the Wagon R and Swift remain popular, newer entrants like the Tata Tiago are gaining traction, indicating a potential shift in consumer preferences towards features and design alongside affordability. Year-on-Year Decline: The overall hatchback market seems to be experiencing a slight decline in sales compared to March 2023. This could be due to various factors, such as rising fuel prices, economic uncertainties, or a wait-and-see approach from potential buyers due to upcoming new model launches. FAQs: Q: Why do Maruti hatchbacks dominate the sales charts? A: Maruti hatchbacks are known for their reliability, fuel efficiency, and competitive pricing, making them a preferred choice among consumers. Q: How does the Tata Tiago compare to its competitors? A: The Tata Tiago offers a compelling combination of affordability, features, and performance, positioning it as a strong contender in the hatchback segment. Q: What sets the Maruti Swift apart from other hatchbacks? A: The Maruti Swift stands out for its sporty design, agile performance, and advanced features, appealing to buyers seeking a dynamic driving experience. Q: Are there any notable trends in hatchback sales for March 2024? A: While Maruti hatchbacks continue to dominate, there's a growing demand for feature-rich and stylish models like the Tata Tiago and Hyundai Grand i10 Nios.

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5 Reasons why Volkswagen Golf GTI is special and a game-changer

The Volkswagen Golf GTI has become the talk of the town. The legendary model has been given a makeover with advanced features and technology. After ruling the premium hatchback market for over 5 decades across the world, the new version is coming with a contemporary touch while keeping the same old aesthetics and design. If you are smitten by its look or already sold due to its legacy, then you must read 5 reasons why it’s special and a game-changer in the premium hatchback segment.

·        It’s now turbocharged.

Gone are the days when the Golf GTI had a normal engine and transmission; the latest version is now equipped with a highly efficient 2.0-liter turbocharged petrol engine that can easily produce 370 Nm of torque and 261 bhp. Moreover, the car offers a 7-speed automatic transmission, which helps you to take the vehicle from 0 to 100 km/hr in merely 5.9 seconds.

·        Adaptive suspension with a sporty multi-function steering wheel

The car is now equipped with a McPherson strut right in the front suspension coupled with a 4-link axle suspension at the back to give a smooth and swift drive. There is also a multi-function sporty steering wheel to give smooth handling in any road conditions.

·        Tech-driven cockpit with advanced interior features

The Volkswagen Golf GTI comes with a luxurious and tech-driven interior to maximize driving comfort. The digital cockpit is the icing on the cake. The whopping 10.25-inch driver’s instrument cluster coupled with a 12.9-inch touch infotainment system takes the premium quotient to the next level. The ambient lighting and leather finish across the dashboard add a luxe touch to the cabin. One must pick deluxe 9D custom Volkswagen Golf GTI floor mats to safeguard its premium interiors.

·        Multiple driving modes

To amplify the driving experience, the Volkswagen Golf GTI offers various driving modes, including eco, comfort, individual, and sport. Every mode offers a customized driving experience, and one can feel the change in the suspension, steering weight, throttle response, etc., in every single mode.

·        Impeccable performance and luxurious feel

Whether it’s exterior or interior, the Golf GTI is the epitome of sophistication and opulence. It looks no less than a sports car in terms of performance, design, and features. The high-quality materials, contemporary technology, turbo engine power, and smooth handling will give you an exceptional driving experience. The car should be protected well with a premium custom Volkswagen Golf GTI cover.

Final Thoughts: Should you go for it? No doubt, the Volkswagen Golf GTI comes with bolder, sharper, and more performance-driven features. The luxurious interiors and features speak volumes about the car. Compared to previous GTI models, it offers more power and a more memorable driving experience. But it’s pretty costly, as it’s completely assembled in Germany and is being imported to India as a CBU. But it is a more powerful and efficient Golf GTI than previous versions.