Crazy chod chase. Old shit coloured Transit content.

[Guest Breadvan72]

Gotta open up a whole can of WTF for this one -

[eddyramrod]

11 Harrowhouse, IIRC?

[Guest Breadvan72]

Yersh

[Junkman]

Now here is culture.

Apart from that, is Candice Bergen in the communal shag thread yet?

And if not, why not?

[chaseracer]

Guessing that's not the Europa with the R16 motor, then? 

[Guest Breadvan72]

That's a Europa Special with the Lotus- Ford 1.6 twin cam and the big valve head on it, probably with a pair of Dellortos on the side.  I had one just like the one in the clip, and it was as fast and handly as fook.    Possibly the best sports car I have ever driven.  It's in a collection in Hong Kong now, alas.

 

 

 

 

 

[Largactil]

I opened this thread thinking it was going to be about the electric-powered Mk1 Transit that Plod stopped in Holland the other week, capable of 155mph + (!)

 

http://www.gelderlander.nl/regio/achterhoek/politie-zet-bijzonder-snel-busje-uit-1968-aan-de-kant-1.4372538 

 

 

"AALTEN - Police in Aalten Tuesday night on Hamelandroute a Ford Transit 1968 put aside.


Officers found that the car did not meet the image they had at such an old vehicle, police said on Facebook. "The car accelerated namely remarkably fast!"

250 km / h
Upon inspection it was found that the owner of the Transit was replaced by an electric. Petrol engine "The vehicle was still in the development phase, but the owner told us that this vehicle could be achieved at a speed of 250 kilometers per hour," can be found on the Facebook page.

Penalty
On the van dealer plates were fitted. Police have taken the vehicle seized. The driver was still open to a fine".

[Micrashed]

You are not telling me that a Jag is Phatter than the Europa. No way.

[Guest Breadvan72]

That's not a Jag; that's a Jaaaaaaaaaaaaag.

[NorfolkNWeigh]

I'm disappointed, I'd always hoped that in 1972 you were rattling round in a Thruppeny bit like TwoTonTed from Teddington.

 

[Guest Breadvan72]

In 1972, this was my transport  -

[NorfolkNWeigh]

You were lucky,all my mates had one of those. My dad,determined to make me a shiter from an early age bought me one of these.

 

 

A bit like if he'd called me Sue.

Even when the frame snapped in half doing jumps, didn't get rid of it . He just welded it, oh the shame.

[Louise2cv]

You were lucky,all my mates had one of those. My dad,determined to make me a shiter from an early age bought me one of these.

 

A bit like if he'd called me Sue.

Even when the frame snapped in half doing jumps, didn't get rid of it . He just welded it, oh the shame.

You are Keith Chegwin's sister AICMFP.

 

[NorfolkNWeigh]

Thanks for that- I'm going to go and start trying on my wife's underwear whilst sobbing uncontrollably now, years of therapy undone by a single unkind word by a girl. Story of my life.

[Guest Breadvan72]

I was emotionally scarred for my life because my dad inadvertently invented the BMX15 years too early.  He made us of all bikes out of spare parts, and we used to ride these up and down the steep sides of Hob's Moat, a medieval earthwork which was literally just outside our back door in Solihull.  It was quite the local craze, with gangs of up to a hundred kids on bikes doing "Big Ben", "the Question Mark", and - most fearsome of all for its repeated crossings, tree roots, and wall of death banking over - "the W".   Blood on the stony ground was a common sight, and no one had a complete set of knee or elbow skin.   One hill was called the "Crash Hill" because the idea was to ride down it as fast as you dared and deliberately crash at the bottom.  Dad repaired the bikes over and over again, in between fixing his dreadful brown Hillman Hunters and such. 

 

The bikes only had one brake, as did BMXs later.  I trained for the bike proficiency test at junior school, the instructor hired in by the school being a truly vile and bullying man who shouted abuse at us all, but negligently failed to tell me that my bike would not be allowed in the test because it had only one brake.  I was sent home from the test in tears.   

 

I am only partly joking.  One reason that I became a lawyer is that I am interested in fairness. and childhood experiences of unfairness may have played a part in this. Still, these bikes were epic fun.   My brother eventually had a chopper.  I tried it once and thought it was shit.  

 

The best bike I ever had was a sit up and beg machine made of girders with a basket on the handlebars and no gears.  I bought it for a fiver from the porter of my college and for three years parked it unlocked outside the Bodleian Library and other such places. I once fixed it with a hammer at 3 am, on the kitchen table of my shared rented house, after drinking 14 pints in the Bullingdon Arms with a girl called Rachel who drank 15 pints, and was vaguely criticised for this by a housemate wearing very tiny undershreddies and a concerned expression.   I took it to London and was offered money for it by a bike courier amazed by how fast it went (weight and momentum).  Then my brother borrowed it and I never saw it again. 

[Junkman]

This was my 1972 OMGDRFTWEPON.