DUMBEST MOMENT IN A TVR
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Met up with some armco on a test drive in '96 (oops). left bits of Chimeara all over a dual carriageway in Birmingham. too much right foot off a roundabout and a recent diesel spill...you can imagine the rest.
Made all the more embarrassing by the fact that I had spent 20 minutes discussing the relative merits of rear wheel drive versus front wheel drive with the dealer.....
Made all the more embarrassing by the fact that I had spent 20 minutes discussing the relative merits of rear wheel drive versus front wheel drive with the dealer.....
I suppose my 'dumbest' has to be opposite-locking out of a roundabout recently, with the tyres smoking, and then finding a Police car behind me. And when he stopped me, 'realising' I hadn't put my seatbelt on.... 
I did grapple with the spring-loaded fuel filler cover on the 400SE I borrowed for my wedding: it had a hellish spring on it and I couldn't work out which corner to press to open it!
Ian
I did grapple with the spring-loaded fuel filler cover on the 400SE I borrowed for my wedding: it had a hellish spring on it and I couldn't work out which corner to press to open it!
Ian
Spun the tiv on a packed dual carriageway roundabout on Christmas Eve (with the hood down). Didn't hit a thing and ended up 100 yards down the road facing the wrong way, with traffic stopped looking at me. No room to do a 30 point turn, so span it back around and went and found the nearest garage toilet!
I saw a sexy purple TVR on the M4 near junction 5. I was going the other way, and I saw the car on the hard shoulder with a police car behind/infront of it. The poor sod had spun and was getting a talking to. Not sure how they got the TVR off the motorway, perhaps reversed up to the next junction?
Fer said: I saw a sexy purple TVR on the M4 near junction 5. I was going the other way, and I saw the car on the hard shoulder with a police car behind/infront of it. The poor sod had spun and was getting a talking to. Not sure how they got the TVR off the motorway, perhaps reversed up to the next junction?
Was that SIR MP?
On call New Years Day 2002, leave house bleary eyed - frozen out of car. Defrost with warm water, drive to work. Park up in Hospital car park but can't open the doors! End up climbing out of window, struggling in front of most of the hospital nursing staff on shift change over and ripping a hole in the arse of my "scrubs".
Ha bloody Ha.
Ha bloody Ha.
Was in Henley Heritage's showroom years ago, before I first became a TVR owner, just walking around generaly drooling. Sat in a Griff and to get the full experience pulled the drivers door shut and did the holding steering wheel imagining what it would be like to drive bit. After a couple of minuites of this I decided to get out only to find there were no door handles on the doors and no visable means of escape (roof was on / windows were up). So I just sat there for what seemed like an age, until the girl who I was with finished her conversation with the salesman and eventualy wandered back from the other end of the showroom to find were I had got to and was able to let me out.
OK,OK, so I am not without an embarassing TVR moment. Was at a Shell station having just spent too much ££ on petrol. Go inside to pay. Walk back outside, approach my car with the intent of opening the door and driving away. You can guess the rest. Suffice to say it was an embarassing moment breaking into my own car. Velcro burns are not fun (well, not to me anyway!!)
Grant Tuscan said: Was in Henley Heritage's showroom years ago, before I first became a TVR owner, just walking around generaly drooling. Sat in a Griff and to get the full experience pulled the drivers door shut and did the holding steering wheel imagining what it would be like to drive bit. After a couple of minuites of this I decided to get out only to find there were no door handles on the doors and no visable means of escape (roof was on / windows were up). So I just sat there for what seemed like an age, until the girl who I was with finished her conversation with the salesman and eventualy wandered back from the other end of the showroom to find were I had got to and was able to let me out.
You were lucky. If it had been the older male salesmen you could still have been locked in there, listening to the no, you can't have a test drive lecture...'I mean I'm not being rude sir, but are you accustomed to the power?'......
Did they charge to let you out?
Having the rear nearside wheel come off at 80+ on dual carriageway in the outside lane. Lots of sparks, car marooned next to central reservation and half hour to find the wheel near the top of a steep bank (on A27 by Mill Hill). Cause of slight faux pas was not split pinning new hub nut after home maintenance - doh. Wife never did go in car after that, so I suppose there was an upside!!
RiverGirrl said: OK,OK, so I am not without an embarassing TVR moment. Was at a Shell station having just spent too much ££ on petrol. Go inside to pay. Walk back outside, approach my car with the intent of opening the door and driving away. You can guess the rest. Suffice to say it was an embarassing moment breaking into my own car. Velcro burns are not fun (well, not to me anyway!!)
Lucky you never leave your lights on when you go to the pub ...
>> Edited by robkola on Monday 14th October 10:15
MikeyT said:
so am holding back at the moment.
I did drive a Crystal Topaz 2001 Tuscan with 3k miles on the clock the weekend before last though - my willpower was sorely tested! I'm easing the pain by telling myself that in 12 months or so I might just be able to get myself a Tuscan R! Oh, that would be nice!
Until then you're just going to have to keep avoiding my wistful Tuscan posts!
Sadly not - I'm being very slack at the moment. I'm reserving funds for a super-secret project
roadsweeper – haven't you got that bloody Tuscan yet?
so am holding back at the moment. I did drive a Crystal Topaz 2001 Tuscan with 3k miles on the clock the weekend before last though - my willpower was sorely tested! I'm easing the pain by telling myself that in 12 months or so I might just be able to get myself a Tuscan R! Oh, that would be nice!
Until then you're just going to have to keep avoiding my wistful Tuscan posts!
Whilst I'm posting, I've just remembered another two embarrassing TVR moments.
1. Showing off to a girl in the Chimaera on a dual carriageway (blasting in from 40mph in 2nd) and losing the back in the damp conditions. Result = big fishtail down the dual carriageway and very brown trousers. Oh, plus some scratch marks from her nails in the leather covering the dash!
(Nearly as bad as the time I span my Honda Civic on the M56 with two passengers and a gorgeous female friend following, who unsurprisingly I never did pull, but that's another story )
2. At Christopher Neils a few weeks ago I got in a Tuscan, closed the doors, then locked them. Then realised there was central door release like in the Chimaera. This would have been OK if I had been on my own as I would have just pressed all the buttons. Unfortunately my mum's 5yr old Godson was in the passenger seat and started screaming at the top of his voice, "Ha ha, we're locked in the car, we're locked in the car." Embarrassed? Not me.
roadsweeper.
1. Showing off to a girl in the Chimaera on a dual carriageway (blasting in from 40mph in 2nd) and losing the back in the damp conditions. Result = big fishtail down the dual carriageway and very brown trousers. Oh, plus some scratch marks from her nails in the leather covering the dash!
(Nearly as bad as the time I span my Honda Civic on the M56 with two passengers and a gorgeous female friend following, who unsurprisingly I never did pull, but that's another story ) 2. At Christopher Neils a few weeks ago I got in a Tuscan, closed the doors, then locked them. Then realised there was central door release like in the Chimaera. This would have been OK if I had been on my own as I would have just pressed all the buttons. Unfortunately my mum's 5yr old Godson was in the passenger seat and started screaming at the top of his voice, "Ha ha, we're locked in the car, we're locked in the car." Embarrassed? Not me.
roadsweeper.
In my garage I have a piece of string hanging from the ceiling with a cork on so that I can drive in until it touches the windscreen, and I know the door will just close, and leave room at the workbench. A friend saw this and though It was a good idea...
A few weeks later at said friends house we were staying the night and had supped one or 2 beers when he suggested I could put the Griff, (and another chap his Ducatti 916) in his garage for safe keeping overnight. Great idea! So he opened the door and I drove in, up to the bit of cork on a string, just as I do at home... except this cork was installed for his wifes Vauxhall Nova, and I promptly demolished the barbi and a couple of other bits at the end of the garage... no damage to the Griff miraculously!
A few weeks later at said friends house we were staying the night and had supped one or 2 beers when he suggested I could put the Griff, (and another chap his Ducatti 916) in his garage for safe keeping overnight. Great idea! So he opened the door and I drove in, up to the bit of cork on a string, just as I do at home... except this cork was installed for his wifes Vauxhall Nova, and I promptly demolished the barbi and a couple of other bits at the end of the garage... no damage to the Griff miraculously!
Spent all morning cleaning the car, polishing the wheels etc and it looked stunning .... Off I toodles for a quick test drive to make sure the cleaning had had the desired effect on performance that it always strangely does. Decide to pop into the local Spar which is next door to a pub. Pub has large carpark. Pub is FULL of teenage totty .... and I mean FULL !! So I decide to park in carpark. Just as I enter I blip the throttle for effect. Snap, crackle, pop goes the exhaust. All totty stop what they are doing and look in my direction. Another blip of throttle .... Throttle pedel suddenly dissapears.... What the !! Yup busted cable !! Just had enough momentum to get off the main road and block the pub entrance. Had to get a couple of blokes to help me push her the rest of the way. Not a word from said females until a group walked by about 45 minutes later while I was grovelling in the footwell. The smile said it all.... 
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