Saturday, December 01, 2018

The Tale Of An STK Inspection (MOT test)

underneath view of a skoda yeti
We have all heard how ruthless some of these STK (MOT) test inspectors can be.
Today, my Yeti faces two of them.

With their hawk eye and sadistic probing equipment my Yeti could be toast at the stroke of a pen.😧
Let’s go to the STK testing station now and get this over with.
Pass or fail it has to be done, by law.

long wait at MOT test station
So I've arrive and I park up.

I hand over the 1,700 czk fee (about £58) to the receptionist

Within minutes, out hobbles an elderly inspector that’s nursing a slight hunchback. He ushers my Yeti and me into the emissions test area. I think he’s the only inspector that works here.
He quickly realises I am not Czech and that I cannot speak Czech so he abandons all attempts at small talk and just gets on with his work: connecting up cables and hoses to my Yeti, both inside and out.
He motions me to stand at the back of his torture chamber the room. I watch everything from there.
He powers-up the big green emissions computer. 

No doubt it is eager to tell lies about the efficiency of my Yeti’s 1.2-litre petrol engine😡

The old boy begins revving the living daylights out of my pride and joy and I am powerless to intervene.
And the emissions computer, sadistic contraption that it is, eggs him on: ‘more revs, need more revs, more, more’.
The old boy’s boot will bore through to my engine compartment at any moment.

skoda has mot emissions test

The appetite of this evil emissions computer is insatiable

I see big needles ping across big dials like no one’s business. I see digital numbers on digital displays race upwards as fast as any rocket that NASA has produced. My eyes slam shut when numbers hit 1611.
Data, spewing out of my Yeti and revealing things about her that I cannot possibly fathom. She’s giving up her secrets. Secrets understood only by the STK inspector, and that emissions computer.

The punishment is relentless, and lasts for around 10 minutes or so

My poor Yeti has no option but to talk. To spill her guts. To give them what they want… information; data.
Occasionally the elderly inspector glances over at me. His expressions reveal nothing that comforts me. Occasionally he mumbles to himself.

What lies is that damn emissions computer telling him about my Yeti?

Now I see entire blocks of extracted data change their colours on the emissions computer: (alarming?) red, to (comforting?) green.
At least, that’s how I’m reading things. But actually I have no idea what it all means😕

can a skoda yeti pass an emissions test?
I see the old inspector making a note of the kilometres from my Multi Function Display. He produces a camera from deep within his overalls somewhere and takes a picture of the VIN at the foot of the windscreen.
Well at least these bits of information aren’t a pack of lies!
My Yeti is then unshackled, and the lying emissions computer powered-down. I watch with glee, as its needles drop to zero. Its digital numbers fade to black. Its internal fan coming to a stop.
Hooray hooray the beast is dead. Well, in slumber.

My Yeti has just endured the equivalent of a supercharged rectal exam💩

The old boy snaps a final ‘trophy photo’ of his prey – I assume for the database – at the same time as I am taking a picture.
If I could only master Photoshop, there’d be no abominable green THING in this picture’s background – believe me!

aged mot tester
The old boy slumps at his work table and I’m fixating on his face in the hope it’ll transmit some good news.
It doesn’t.
And then…


It’s the old boy’s ancient right index finger.
The finger is pounding letters and numbers on a keyboard – one torturous character at a time. This is surely a testament to how far plastic has come these days. Even so, no keyboard in this world should be subjected to this kind of abuse everyday of its life. How has it managed to survive for so long?
It must be a Dell!
Eventually, the pounding slows to a halt. That is when I sense the old boy would like to try and converse with me.
His English is limited and broken, but it’s way better than my Czech:
Him: “Lun-don… super.”
Me: “Um, Prague is super.”
Him: “Buckingheem Pal-arce, Lun-don breege… good, good, eets good.”
Me: “Prague castle and Charles Bridge are also very good.”
We hack our way through a few more of these until a startling grinding sound emanates from beneath the table down by the old boy’s feet – now what?
It’s his printer, spewing an A4.
The elderly STK inspector flashes me a grin while handing me an emissions PASS certificate – the emissions computer had no lies to tell him about my Yeti after all. Try as it did.
I thrust out my hand to shake his and he obliges. Then he points at the building across the way.

Time for PART TWO of the test. Another inspector is waiting for my Yeti!😮

skoda yeti mot pass certificate

I point my Yeti at the second building and she eases up to its entrance. I pat her on the dashboard as I wait for the new inspector to emerge.
‘Well done, my beauty. Well done. Just this second part to endure then we’re going home.”
But is it behind these doors where automotive sadism really happens?

STK testing station in Most, Czech Republic, 434 01
Someone somewhere presses a button and the shutter slides across. Is anybody there? I can’t see anyone.
Suddenly from a door I didn’t even realise was there, a man appears. He beckons my Yeti and me to approach.
His stoic expression, immaculate green overalls and equally immaculate clipboard betray his identity.

I’ve a feeling this STK inspector means business😰

Way more than a quarter of a century younger than the old boy back at the emissions test building, this young punk might have something to prove.
In no time at all he’s logged in to his workstation and is connecting things to my Yeti with a zest the old emissions inspector last possessed when the Czech Republic was Czechoslovakia and everyone here was forced to speak Russian.

exhaust gas test from vw tsi engine
The young punk motions me to stand aside and to bear witness to the torture he’s about to inflict upon a defenceless Skoda Yeti.

Has he forgotten that Yetis are Czech, the same as he is?

Any chance of that buying some leniency?
Show mercy, man. For God’s sake.

energy efficient vw engine in skoda cars
What unspeakable acts are performed on cars in this place?

two yearly stk check for skoda yeti

With unshakable concentration the young punk surveys my pride and joy

Pen nib furiously scribbling on clipboard. And my mind asks itself: what is it about my immaculate Yeti (now with her fresh emissions pass certificate) that warrants this feverish scrutiny?
And now he’s dived below ground, clutching an LED flood light.

Is this my opportunity to take a peek at his clipboard resting on my dashboard?

To quickly erase all his ‘Failed‘ comments and replace them with ‘Passed‘?
If only I could write in Czech.
If only I was that brazen.

skoda yeti parked over an MOT inspection pit
When another man appears – I assume he’s the next victim after me – the inspector clambers above ground and the two of them go off to an office.

I seize the moment and bolt down into the pit myself

I snap away photos with my mobile. I am not alarmed at what I see.

public not allowed in MOT inspection centre
no oil leaks from vw tsi engine
inspecting a skoda yeti exhaust

The young punk is back!

My Yeti’s wheel alignment has never seemed out of sync to me. But make no mistake… the slightest discrepancy and he’s gonna find it and mark another ‘Fail‘ down on his damn clipboard.

testing skoda yeti brakes at MOT
I could really use some feedback from him now, positive feedback, especially.
None comes my way.
Instead, he completes the wheel alignment test and swiftly moves to the brakes test: front first, then rear.

And I ask myself: are my new discs and pads going to perform well enough to satisfy this state henchman?

Wheels spinning, my Yeti buckles from side to side in a grotesque manner. Her entire body sways violently left and right in a gruelling spectacle. Wheels lock, one, then another, then spin again. The young punk is perched on my driver’s seat and is stabbing away at my brake pedal.

Under no circumstances would I allow anyone to treat my Yeti in this way

But what can I do?
And I bet he’s enjoying every moment of it.
I just want it to stop.

strict MOT tester
Mercifully, it finally does stop.
The young punk exits my Yeti not a minute too soon. So what now?
He’s pulled the bonnet and is ogling things under there, scribbling on his clipboard as he surveys.
Now checking all the lights, including beam alignment.
The codes that are etched into the tinted windows: sides and rear.
Then all four tyres:
 condition, and ensuring they’re for winter use (it’s December).

pass or fail MOT Skoda Yeti?
He then fetches what looks like a scraper of some kind and kneels at my Yeti’s rear.
I creep over and watch him scrape off two stickers. From his pocket he produces new ones. He peels off their backing and places them on my SPZ (reg plate).
The mark of shame?

czech STK red / green pass sticker

He now turns and faces me – it seems he has something to tell me

With his Czech accent and in perfect English, he says:
“Congratulations. It is my pleasure to inform you that your car has passed its STK examination today, a legal requirement here in the Czech Republic. You are permitted to use this vehicle on our roads for the next two years.”
My arm darts out and my face explodes into the widest grin ever. The young punk efficient young inspector too extends his arm and a firm but friendly handshake happens. His face also breaking into a smile.
He finishes up his official paperwork and my Yeti is free to go, with me in tow, clutching a fresh, two-year STK PASS certificate.
My Yeti has endured a grilling, that’s for sure. But when all is said and done, she’s as healthy and as wonderful and as beautiful as can be.
And I adore the tarmac she graces ( in case you couldn’t tell).
Who’s a clever girl then?💕

Skoda Yeti passes its MOT without advisories
The end.
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