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    danthecapriman got a reaction from NorfolkNWeigh in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from Shite Ron in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
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    danthecapriman reacted to brownnova in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    As your most local shiter i provisionally approve this purchase... but I feel to give it my full endorsement I need to come and see it in person... hmm... is that an essential journey? 
     
    Let’s ask Mark... 
    Hi Mr Drakeford

    TimE (right) and I (left) have a question for you... 

    (Nice to see you’re in your garden btw Tim)
    Can I go and approve Tim’s Volvo purchase please... it’s essential.

    (He doesn’t look impressed...) 
    Please Mr Drakeford, put yourself in my shoes you’d love to go and lick a Volvo with Tweed seats... 

    *thinks* yes that is true... I once couldn’t help myself but give a 244 a quick lick on Newport high street once, and then there was that time a 480ES winked it’s pop up light at me in Monmouth...

    Oh go on then Butt, go look at the Volvo!
     
    See Tim, Mark Drakeford says it’s fine... 
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    danthecapriman reacted to sickboy in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    Wise words, you’re not missing a thing @Shirley Knott I still say the 940 was the pinnacle era of Volvo. Safer than the 240, without sacrificing  space or styling, RWD, optional turbocharger for added voooom, redblock reliability and credible all-round performance on paper.  
    I think the reason they’re all getting ruined at a rate of knots by the “drift or die” “I love skid marks” brigade is because they’re the last remaining cheap RWD, turbo, petrol, pre-canbus vehicle still readily available.
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    danthecapriman reacted to Amishtat in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    Tweed is for winners too. And me. 

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    danthecapriman reacted to Amishtat in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    Sluggishly relentless.. Perfectly apt and a nicely turned phrase. My 2.0 auto certainly isn't especially fast or frugal, but none of that really matters. It'll do 70 as long as you want in perfect comfort and the knowledge that your machine is superior to that of your fellow motorists. 
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from GrumpiusMaximus in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
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    danthecapriman reacted to MondeoBlues in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    I've got a walkaround video that contains gratuitous engine bay footage.

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    danthecapriman reacted to Tim_E in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    Quite.
    Only death wish boy racers go fast on the road around our way.
    Also, as the man whose badge is on the rear window says, you can really ring it out and enjoy it and feel like you're having the full experience without actually going too fast. Maybe a Wrexham Scooby Doo with an STI can reach the next corner slightly faster but until you're on a trace track it means nothing.
    You get used to the power in a powerful car so no matter what car you're in you always want more power.
    You really can't imagine much comfort a car could give, the poise, the seats.
    Maybe air suspension or Lexus could rival it but the whole package it just awesome, I've not felt it needs more power all day. 
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from Split_Pin in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from Low Horatio gearbox in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    If you go fast it just means nobody can see how cool you are!😆
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from maxxo in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from LightBulbFun in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from Barry Cade in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from GrumpiusMaximus in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    If you go fast it just means nobody can see how cool you are!😆
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from eddyramrod in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    OMG! That’s lovely. Great colour too.
    Sounds like I’m preaching to the converted here, but they are fantastic cars! Very very capable, comfortable and useful. I absolutely love em. 
    The 2.3 isn't quick either tbh, but that’s not what these are about.
    You got any pics of the engine?
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from Ian_Fearn in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    If you go fast it just means nobody can see how cool you are!😆
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from MondeoBlues in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    If you go fast it just means nobody can see how cool you are!😆
  19. Like
    danthecapriman got a reaction from bunglebus in Your breakdown stories   
    My only real breakdown (that I couldn’t fix or ignore!) was in the Mercury. 
    It was the trip home from the importer’s in Milton Keynes. They rang me and said it was in their warehouse and ready to drive away, so I arranged a Friday to go up and drive it home. 
    Got there about mid day, to find the car still in the warehouse up on the ramp. This isn’t looking good!
    It turned out that the battery had gone flat. Despite my car being the only one (of 4) that came over the pond together whose battery survived the ship journey and started straight up at this end and able to jump the others. 
    So, battery replaced it then started causing problems with the starter motor! Why they didn’t try these things before dragging me up to their place before hand I don’t know. Anyway, the starter was pronounced dead and nowhere had (funnily enough!) a replacement for a big block Ford V8, so as a get me out the shit fix, a much smaller starter from a small block Ford V8 was fitted. It worked but sounded a bit laboured. 
    Set off for the south coast, by this time it was rush hour on a Friday which I’d tried to beat, but hey ho.
    Things started off ok, but once we hit the M25 the engine just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it was beginning to get hot too. I tried to stay in the left hand lane next to the hard shoulder as much as possible as it really was getting that bad. Traffic soon started getting heavy though and the stop start aggro was really pissing the car off. In the end I managed to limp it to Fleet services on the M3 with a plan of waiting for traffic to sod off then carry on. However the car had other ideas! 
    I drove into the car park where the cut out on the way in, so I coasted it into the nearest two spaces and tried to restart it, which it refused. It was clearly getting hot so I left the bonnet open to help it cool. 
    After an hour or two of sitting about, the traffic had cleared so I decided to get going again. Turned the key to start and there was an attempt at turning the engine over followed by a horrendous sounding bang and the sound of tinkling metal! 
    looked underneath and couldn’t see anything but that noise turned out to be the sound of the wrong type of wimpy starter motor deciding enough was enough and literally exploding under the pressure of trying to turn over my huge engine! To make matters worse, that starter motor was actually off someone else’s car and was still needed! Not my fault though. 
    So that was that. No starter left and stuck at fleet services with a fucked American land yacht... I’d also left my wallet and phone in my dads car who took me to pick the yank up and who I’d gotten split up from on the M25!!
    Managed to get hold of my insurance company though who provided recovery so got back home eventually. It was midnight from memory, then we had to push the car up the road and onto the driveway- with no power steering which was a nightmare.
    Great fun!
  20. Like
    danthecapriman got a reaction from Tim_E in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    If you go fast it just means nobody can see how cool you are!😆
  21. Like
    danthecapriman reacted to Tim_E in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    Engine pics and more details tomorrow, I didn't get any today. But it's red block, black rocker cover.
    I had a fast Saab, a fast BMW and a fairly fast 924.
    I'm not exactly done with fast but I think it's overrated 🤪
    There are other important qualities and this has then in abundance.
    And, the plan is to tow a trailer occasionally...
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    danthecapriman got a reaction from GrumpiusMaximus in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    OMG! That’s lovely. Great colour too.
    Sounds like I’m preaching to the converted here, but they are fantastic cars! Very very capable, comfortable and useful. I absolutely love em. 
    The 2.3 isn't quick either tbh, but that’s not what these are about.
    You got any pics of the engine?
  23. Like
    danthecapriman got a reaction from Tim_E in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    OMG! That’s lovely. Great colour too.
    Sounds like I’m preaching to the converted here, but they are fantastic cars! Very very capable, comfortable and useful. I absolutely love em. 
    The 2.3 isn't quick either tbh, but that’s not what these are about.
    You got any pics of the engine?
  24. Like
    danthecapriman reacted to sickboy in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    But then you never expected it to be fast, right? Going fast isn’t an old Volvo’s forte. Let’s face it, even the 2.3 turbo 940’s aren’t really that fast, unless substantially modded.
    Personally that’s part of the appeal of the 700/900 series Volvos. Immensely capable cars 
    Happy wafting  @Tim_E  🙂
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    danthecapriman reacted to Shep Shepherd in Tim's Fleet - The rain in Spain falls mainly on the rear window.   
    The Volvo's acceleration is leisurely (more so due to it being an auto), and it's the sort of car in which you have to plan overtaking manoeuvres well in advance, even on the motorway, but it's a quiet and comfortable long distance cruiser. Not only that, it's a great car for moving big and heavy stuff around, although I wouldn't want to tow anything with it 
     
     
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