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Went to get into the car last night to return to London. It had been sitting outside all day and had been rained on, then hailed on and finally snowed on.
Net result was that opening the doors was a impossible, so ended up having to climb through the hatch at the back to apply pressure on the door from the inside to get it to open.
Windows wouldn't drop either, so could close the door again.
Engine started first time, as expected, but I was hit with a cacophony of high pitch beeps that took about 20 attempts to kill off as everything that could warn me of something was doing so. I had an Oil temp of 100 and water temp of 200.
I'm guessing that the instruement pod doesn't work in negatives.
Took a few moments to sort everything out and then drove off.
Arrived in Town 1 and half hours later, warm and comfortable. Still very impressed by this car and still enjoying having at least one car which doesn't do everything for me.
Net result was that opening the doors was a impossible, so ended up having to climb through the hatch at the back to apply pressure on the door from the inside to get it to open.
Windows wouldn't drop either, so could close the door again.
Engine started first time, as expected, but I was hit with a cacophony of high pitch beeps that took about 20 attempts to kill off as everything that could warn me of something was doing so. I had an Oil temp of 100 and water temp of 200.
I'm guessing that the instruement pod doesn't work in negatives.
Took a few moments to sort everything out and then drove off.
Arrived in Town 1 and half hours later, warm and comfortable. Still very impressed by this car and still enjoying having at least one car which doesn't do everything for me.
Another interesting couple of events, which I had forgotten about, were at the beginning of the weekend:
The first was hitting a plastic watering can on the M1!!!!!! It went neatly under the car while cruising in the middle lane and sandwiched on all sides and behind but made a hell of a racket while underneatch before being chucked out the back. Not happy with that, but it doesn't seem to have done any damage that I could see.
The second was filling up with fuel. The car has taken to suddenly producing a couple of air bubbles that swell fuel out of the tank about 30 seconds are stopping filling. Once they have come out the level drops back well below the top. However, the previous time I filled up I ended up with some fuel in the top bobble and on opening the valve I was promptly sprayed in the face and eyes with a burst of atomised toxins.
Luckily I maintained my dignity by sinking my head into the boot and cursing softly at my stupidity (and that of the designers), while wiping my eyes dry with a cloth. My first thought had been to run around the forecourt screaming; 'my eyes, my eyes' until staggering into the road and being mowed down. Luckily I quickly realised this would be rather more embarrassing.
I was also informed by the chap next to me that his new digger had better MPG and lower insurance. Seeing as I've allways thought they would be great fun to play around with, I couldn't argue with the man, especially as I suspect a digger wouldn't have tried to blind me or been troubled by a mere water can. And looking back, it probably wouldn't have locked me out this morning either. Would it get hit with the new £400 hate tax though?
The first was hitting a plastic watering can on the M1!!!!!! It went neatly under the car while cruising in the middle lane and sandwiched on all sides and behind but made a hell of a racket while underneatch before being chucked out the back. Not happy with that, but it doesn't seem to have done any damage that I could see.
The second was filling up with fuel. The car has taken to suddenly producing a couple of air bubbles that swell fuel out of the tank about 30 seconds are stopping filling. Once they have come out the level drops back well below the top. However, the previous time I filled up I ended up with some fuel in the top bobble and on opening the valve I was promptly sprayed in the face and eyes with a burst of atomised toxins.
Luckily I maintained my dignity by sinking my head into the boot and cursing softly at my stupidity (and that of the designers), while wiping my eyes dry with a cloth. My first thought had been to run around the forecourt screaming; 'my eyes, my eyes' until staggering into the road and being mowed down. Luckily I quickly realised this would be rather more embarrassing.
I was also informed by the chap next to me that his new digger had better MPG and lower insurance. Seeing as I've allways thought they would be great fun to play around with, I couldn't argue with the man, especially as I suspect a digger wouldn't have tried to blind me or been troubled by a mere water can. And looking back, it probably wouldn't have locked me out this morning either. Would it get hit with the new £400 hate tax though?
Horse_Apple,
If it's a T350, I've learnt a few things about filling up pretty quickly....
1. Open the fuel filler just a tiny bit to let all the air out.
2. When it's stopped hissing, open fully.
3. Put the filler nozzle almost all the way into the filler tube.
4. Then, turn the noozzle through 90 degrees, so that the 'bend' in the nozzle
is towards the rear of the car..
This is easier if you stand to the rear of the car
5. You should be able to fill at 3/4 to full delivery rate
6. Don't try to get it too full - you'll just spill over on that lovely paintwork
7. My tank takes 51 litres, so if I fill up at 10ish, i don't try to fill more than 38/40
Cheers
Spike
If it's a T350, I've learnt a few things about filling up pretty quickly....
1. Open the fuel filler just a tiny bit to let all the air out.
2. When it's stopped hissing, open fully.
3. Put the filler nozzle almost all the way into the filler tube.
4. Then, turn the noozzle through 90 degrees, so that the 'bend' in the nozzle
is towards the rear of the car..
This is easier if you stand to the rear of the car
5. You should be able to fill at 3/4 to full delivery rate
6. Don't try to get it too full - you'll just spill over on that lovely paintwork
7. My tank takes 51 litres, so if I fill up at 10ish, i don't try to fill more than 38/40
Cheers
Spike
RedSpike66 said:
Horse_Apple,
If it's a T350, I've learnt a few things about filling up pretty quickly....
1. Open the fuel filler just a tiny bit to let all the air out.
2. When it's stopped hissing, open fully.
3. Put the filler nozzle almost all the way into the filler tube.
4. Then, turn the noozzle through 90 degrees, so that the 'bend' in the nozzle
is towards the rear of the car..
This is easier if you stand to the rear of the car
5. You should be able to fill at 3/4 to full delivery rate
6. Don't try to get it too full - you'll just spill over on that lovely paintwork
7. My tank takes 51 litres, so if I fill up at 10ish, i don't try to fill more than 38/40
Cheers
Spike
If it's a T350, I've learnt a few things about filling up pretty quickly....
1. Open the fuel filler just a tiny bit to let all the air out.
2. When it's stopped hissing, open fully.
3. Put the filler nozzle almost all the way into the filler tube.
4. Then, turn the noozzle through 90 degrees, so that the 'bend' in the nozzle
is towards the rear of the car..
This is easier if you stand to the rear of the car
5. You should be able to fill at 3/4 to full delivery rate
6. Don't try to get it too full - you'll just spill over on that lovely paintwork
7. My tank takes 51 litres, so if I fill up at 10ish, i don't try to fill more than 38/40
Cheers
Spike
Thanks Spike, that is the exact procedure that I follow. However, what caused the problem was that I had a look to check how small the opening was and of course a bulb full of fuel + pressure from the tank + narrow opening = jet of fuel in the eyeballs.
Horse_Apple said:
The second was filling up with fuel. The car has taken to suddenly producing a couple of air bubbles that swell fuel out of the tank about 30 seconds are stopping filling. Once they have come out the level drops back well below the top. However, the previous time I filled up I ended up with some fuel in the top bobble and on opening the valve I was promptly sprayed in the face and eyes with a burst of atomised toxins.
Luckily I maintained my dignity by sinking my head into the boot and cursing softly at my stupidity (and that of the designers), while wiping my eyes dry with a cloth. My first thought had been to run around the forecourt screaming; 'my eyes, my eyes' until staggering into the road and being mowed down. Luckily I quickly realised this would be rather more embarrassing.
Mate, this bit of your post cracked me up. "Swearing softly" while trying to preserve one's dignity is a very vivid image! Not a TVR owner yet, but hoping I might be one day!
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