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Wednesday 9 February 2011

Of Friends and Horses

Talking about the Citroen CX a few posts back joggled my memory (it needs that now I'm in my dotage) what was I saying? Oh yes,memories about a Citroen Ami I had the pleasure (?) of owning.The Ami was Citroen's attempt at producing a prettier car than the 2CV (deux cheveaux).Didn't really work,as far as I could see,although there's no denying the robust mechanicals and 'interesting' suspension inherited from the 2CV made it every bit as functional.
A stranger to the vehicle would look at the strange, chromed walking- stick protruding from the stark dashboard and wonder what you did with that.Well,'that' was the gear lever and initially I found its machinations a trial, until I understood the Gallic logic behind it and then it was as easy as falling over after 18 pints.Twist the lever to the left and push forward and there was first.Keeping over to the left pull the lever backwards and there's second.In the neutral position,twist the lever to the right and push forward,you've now got third;pulling back got you fourth.I hate to admit it but I can't remember where reverse was.Perhaps someone can let me know.Although all that sounds convoluted,it was really a very quick and slick gearchange,which worked nicely with the engine,all 602cc of it.Okay,maybe not the most impressive of specs but the whole idea worked well despite first impressions.Marry that up with plush seating and tenacious road holding and the little Ami/2CV was more of a vehicle than meets the eye.And we haven't even touched on fuel economy.You'd think with only two cylinders and 602cc that you'd have to rev the thing to get anywhere;and so you would,but being air-cooled meant this engine could be revved all day.Ah,you say,doesn't that impact on economy? Well,I was quite happy with 45mpg,some might moan.Not me.
If I was going to carp,it would be about the amount of body roll,(to observers,alarming)but nevertheless the Ami stuck like glue to the road.The second moan would be about its tendancy to misfire,something I never really sorted,but when it ran right it was a great little engine. Take my advice and: Click Here!
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Tuesday 8 February 2011

Of Heralds and Blue Boys

I mentioned the Triumph Herald in the previous post and although it was regarded more as a car for the ladies,mainly because of the incredible turning circle,think London taxi,the front wheels virtually turned at right angles to the chassis.And yes, it had a separate chassis,something unheard of in this monocoque era;unless you got a Morgan or such.When I got the Herald I was inundated with dire warnings about the rear suspension.Due to its design,it was possible for either rear wheel to fold up like an aeroplane's undercarriage,depending on which side the cornering forces were at play.If you went left,then the rear right wheel would become all shy and try to hide away.And vice-versa if turning right.As you can imagine this could introduce an element of Russian roulette into your drive,because you never knew if or when a wheel would go into hiding.The answer was simple(it had to be if I'm involved) and that was to keep the power on round a bend.The Herald handled very well under those terms.In other words you drove properly,right gear,right speed for the bend.As the boys in blue say,go into a bend slow,come out fast.Go into a bend fast,don't come out.
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Of Smoke and Spies

Just realised that in my meanderings I'd totally forgotten about my little Austin A40 and the Triumph Herald.The A40 was a handy vehicle because the rear window hinged upwards and the boot (trunk) lid dropped down,giving a very useful aperture to slide wardrobes etc. in through,once the back seat was folded.It was no ball of fire but went well enough for all that;pity about the oil consumption though.Went to the Lake District for a run one day,about 90 odd miles.It barely used fuel,but when I got there the little A40 needed a complete sump of oil.I think it was the only car I had that used more oil than petrol.Mind you,it was a close run race with the old Nissan Micra I had years later.That too was a James Bond motor,with its constant smoke screen billowing out the back.
The A40 had another interesting foible,the dynamo,predecessor to the alternator,a far superior device,which is why they fit 'em to most vehicles now,wasn't giving the battery enough current so on occasion you found yourself with a flat battery.In this day and age that usually meant a call-out to any number of break-down services;back in my day you inserted the starting handle and spun the engine til it fired,though it helped to have the ignition on first! In some ways I lament the passing of the good old starting handle,although that needed the right approach or you could bust a thumb;in extreme cases I've heard tell of broken wrists.

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Monday 7 February 2011

Of Diesel and Petrol

I know it isn't a laughing matter and I'm certainly not laughing about this but I know a lot of people get it wrong sometimes and put diesel in a petrol car;I know I've nearly slipped up a couple of times over the years.And I know my brother,he of the X1/9,did precisely that years ago at an all-night garage.Guess who got the call to come sort it out?I love him really,honestly I do.Anyway,back in those days you could get away with quite a lot and the only way we could empty the tank was for me to cut the metal fuel line and let the diesel drain out,which was about as eco-friendly as the Torrey Canyon and I apologise.Having drained out the diesel I fitted a length of rubber tube and a couple of hose clips over the ends of the fuel line and we re-filled with petrol.Fingers crossed,brother started the engine which ran perfectly.And ran perfectly for all the time he had the car,a Sunbeam Rapier saloon,if I remember correctly.

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Of Jeeps and Crash Boxes

Going way back in my driving 'career',which makes it sound like I knew what I was doing,when I was still working in the local garage,before I demolished the workshop wall and got the sack the boss,no,not Bruce Springsteen,told me to drop a jeep in at another depot.I don't know what I was expecting but it sure wasn't an old Willys military style jeep.Still,I was young enough and stupid enough to give it a go.Because this vehicle had a crash-box and I hadn't been trained up on this sort of thing.Nobody of my vintage had and it was the first and thankfully ,last, time I had come across a beast like this.Progress was,shall we say,jerky,entailing masses of revs and then virtually no revs as I tried to change gear without some very distressing noises from the gearbox,which attracted a lot of amused attention from pedestrians as I tried to drive past with a feigned nonchalant expression,like I meant it to be that way.Must have sweated a gallon by the time I dropped the Jeep off.