Discussion
DustyC said:
Whats the braking distance after the timing gear?
(I know you told me yesterday Gazboy but just getting different opinions).
Don't know the numbers, but plenty.
I hit 160 in the Chim500 and was stopping safety (in the wet) in time to make the bottom corner at the end of the straight.
I reckon just take it steady at first, building up your confidence (and speed) gradually till you are comfortable with braking from flat out (thats what I did anyway).
Thanks
MOD.
Derestricted
I semi know how you feel, Shadytree.
Last night, having finally figured out the intricasies of an air compressor that had lain dormant for several aeons in the darkest recesses of the garage, it was beetle tyre check time.
Unsurprisingly, the levels on the driver's side were every which way but loose (do any dealers ever return cars having checked this most critical of items?) but I was delighted by the ease with which this was detected and rectified: none of this crawling around a freezing forecourt in demi light, worrying about being clumped by some dozey Dane in an arctic.
Alas, on swinging round the passenger side, the only result of the compressor's nozzle-tyre valve interface was a distressing hiss as the randomn pressures that were, ebbed vigourously away...wtf, thought I?
Closer inspection revealed two ruddy great chunks missing from each of the valves' threads, thus preventing a true seal at nozzle time, allowing only dread deflation.
Conjecturing wildly, I recalled my impromptu off road escapade at a recent track day, recalling the loss of the dust caps simultaneously...that must've been it.
Unimpressed by this reality (the car should have come back to me 100% recently), it seems that a trip to the local tyre specialists is in order and a full wheel balancing session to boot.
Not what you need on the eve of one of Christendom's more liberatingly gruntialogical, socio-hoonistic evets.
Bloody garbage.
Last night, having finally figured out the intricasies of an air compressor that had lain dormant for several aeons in the darkest recesses of the garage, it was beetle tyre check time.
Unsurprisingly, the levels on the driver's side were every which way but loose (do any dealers ever return cars having checked this most critical of items?) but I was delighted by the ease with which this was detected and rectified: none of this crawling around a freezing forecourt in demi light, worrying about being clumped by some dozey Dane in an arctic.
Alas, on swinging round the passenger side, the only result of the compressor's nozzle-tyre valve interface was a distressing hiss as the randomn pressures that were, ebbed vigourously away...wtf, thought I?
Closer inspection revealed two ruddy great chunks missing from each of the valves' threads, thus preventing a true seal at nozzle time, allowing only dread deflation.
Conjecturing wildly, I recalled my impromptu off road escapade at a recent track day, recalling the loss of the dust caps simultaneously...that must've been it.
Unimpressed by this reality (the car should have come back to me 100% recently), it seems that a trip to the local tyre specialists is in order and a full wheel balancing session to boot.
Not what you need on the eve of one of Christendom's more liberatingly gruntialogical, socio-hoonistic evets.
Bloody garbage.
derestrictor said:
I semi know how you feel, Shadytree.
Last night, having finally figured out the intricasies of an air compressor that had lain dormant for several aeons in the darkest recesses of the garage, it was beetle tyre check time.
Unsurprisingly, the levels on the driver's side were every which way but loose (do any dealers ever return cars having checked this most critical of items?) but I was delighted by the ease with which this was detected and rectified: none of this crawling around a freezing forecourt in demi light, worrying about being clumped by some dozey Dane in an arctic.
Alas, on swinging round the passenger side, the only result of the compressor's nozzle-tyre valve interface was a distressing hiss as the randomn pressures that were, ebbed vigourously away...wtf, thought I?
Closer inspection revealed two ruddy great chunks missing from each of the valves' threads, thus preventing a true seal at nozzle time, allowing only dread deflation.
Conjecturing wildly, I recalled my impromptu off road escapade at a recent track day, recalling the loss of the dust caps simultaneously...that must've been it.
Unimpressed by this reality (the car should have come back to me 100% recently), it seems that a trip to the local tyre specialists is in order and a full wheel balancing session to boot.
Not what you need on the eve of one of Christendom's more liberatingly gruntialogical, socio-hoonistic evets.
Bloody garbage.
Well if you WILL go badger hunting you have to expect them to sink their teeth into your protrusions...
I sympathise - the thought of impending VMaxation makes minor issues suddenly seem more significant. I've had a slight oil drip from a cam cover gasket for a while now, but was planning to leave it for the next service. The other evening, having cleaned the car a few days before, I took it out for a late night hooligan-fest. With the idea of a shaking her down and blowing away the cobwebs, I got up to 150 on a nice little private road that I know - presumably the oil build up on the undertray was loosened by the breeze at that speed because the back of the car was covered with little oil droplets.
I'm tired of faffing around and sticking her up on axlestands so haven't investigated to see if the oil leak really has got worse - my paranoia of something going wrong on THE day means she's off to the garage tonight to get the gasket replaced. Roll on my garage extension with 2 post lift...
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