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Five reasons to love the TGA WHILL
The Whill certainly turns heads! People stop me in the street to ask about the Whill. They want to know about the robotic wheels. They want to know where it has come from, they want to know how much it cost. But mainly they want to know how I’m controlling it… as they never see my hand move when the wheels are turning.
Some people try (unsuccessfully I might add) to take a peep at it without me noticing. There’s nothing quite like it on the market. The Whill is definitely cool… and unique.
I love going to different places to eat and I enjoy a pint in the pub. The big plus about the Whill is that it has the technology to move the seat forward so that I can sit comfortably at the table. In my other wheelchair I was always sat away from the table as it would not either fit between the table legs or the arm rests would not fit under the table. I’ve had many a meal served on a tray for these reasons. But not with the Whill. I’m now able to sit to the table and push back the arm rests and enjoy a very comfortable meal with friend and family.
The turning circle is amazing! There are no sticky out front wheelchairs that are clumsy and awkward. There’s no driving it forward and backwards or doing a 92 point turn to turn around. There’s no pushing on the joystick with almighty force hoping that it will respond more quickly, knowing full well that my actions are just meaningless but it makes me feel that I are at least trying to do something in a bad situation. (I know other wheelchair users will know exactly what I mean!) The hand controls are so easy and responsive to use, requiring very little movement.
I travel a lot of trains and manoeuvring the Whill into tight spaces, especially on the older trains is just so easy.
I’ve had the Whill over fields, along bridleways, over rough ground and through shallow fords. It’s been on river banks and canal towpaths. I’ve taken it on trains and planes, on boats and in taxis. I live on a sheep farm and it gets covered in crap! I use it around town and in the countryside. I sit for hours upon end in the Whill. It climbs up the kerb in front of the house. I have certainly put the Whill through its paces… and it’s passed the Debbie test of durability.
It’s not a wheelchair.
But my favourite thing about the Whill is that it doesn’t look like a wheelchair. It doesn’t look medical. It doesn’t look clinical. It doesn’t shout out disability. In fact, it’s not even called a wheelchair. It’s name… a Personal Electric Vehicle – designed originally for a man who needed to use a wheelchair, but wouldn’t use a wheelchair because a wheelchair looked like a wheelchair and I can relate to that!