Hard suspension, hard interior - Chris is literally bearing the scars from the Renaultsport Clio
It was taking me so long to get from Hethel (More on this in due course - Ed.) to Wales yesterday evening, that I aborted the journey on the west-side of the capital, enjoyed two tonic waters with a friend while the traffic died down, and then continued the journey. You wouldn't actively choose to use a RenaultSport Clio for this type of schlep, but I wanted to feel young again. I drove for five and a half hours. It was ace.
What, you'd have preferred a pic of his elbow?
This morning I have contracted a new ailment. I am calling it Clio Elbow. This a carefully crafted name because it is my elbow that hurts and the Clio that was the cause of the hurt.
On the motorway, at 11pm cruising speeds, the Cup chassis set up on the Clio makes for an interesting ride when you've been awake for 20 hours. Renault should sell the same Image Stabiliser for your eyeballs that Canon uses on its SLR lenses. The optional sports seats are cracking things, so you wriggle down in them and try to rest your right elbow on the door handle as your hand grips the non-adjustable wheel. I mastered this posture, then heard a rattling sound. No Clio jokes please. It was actually my elbow interfacing with the hard plastic door trim at precisely the frequency the solid suspension was launching itself over the vertiginous peaks of the M4.
Today I have a bruised elbow.
Now rested, I have to go somewhere this morning. Despite there being a few other more comfortable cars knocking around today, I will take the Clio. I was already of the opinion that it's one of the best performance cars around, but knowing that it can inflict authentic hot-hatch wounds on its driver makes me like it even more.
Please share with me your experiences of car-cabin-inflicted injuries. Someone must have damaged themselves on a cup-holder, surely?
My classic John Cooper Sportspack Mini had daft alloy door handles that are at the perfect angle to hit you right on that funny bone spot at the end of your elbow every time you used to: turn a corner/ wind up the window/ slide your arm off the door when using it as an arm rest. The pain was exquisite, and was actually the reason I look back and hate what was otherwise a timeless car. I probably should have just unscrewed it and put a little leather handle on instead...
AndrewSV23 Apr 2012
I wound the window down on a defender and grated the skin off my knuckles on the speaker :L
The Crack Fox23 Apr 2012
Honda S2000, leae the stereo cover flap open, it digs in your knee.
Alfa numeric23 Apr 2012
When I first had my MX-5 I developed a habit of pulling it out of third with my fingertips and letting the gearknob hit the heel of my hand. I didn't realise how strong the spring was though- after a few weeks the bruise was rather impressive and the habit quickly disappeared.
I'm also prone to getting static shocks off cars- the worst being from a Daihatsu at a motorshow. I reached for the doorhandle and there was a flash and a loud snap, followed by me jumping several feet backwards nursing a numb right hand. It took a few minutes before the feeling came back, during which time I'd been moved behind the display as my language was not for kids ears. I did get a free cup of coffee though.
sad61t23 Apr 2012
While young... sat in the rear seat of my Dad's Marina and reached for the lap belt as he slammed the door shut. Result, trapped fingers and frantic cries for him to open it again as the child-locks were set. Fortunately the panel fit was so bad, no damage was done. BL's workers had health and safety in mind even back then!