Stolen ford cosworth stories...
Discussion
Buster73 said:
Legend has it that a well known Newcastle underworld character called Viv Graham had his Cosworth stolen and put the word out that it might be beneficial if he got it back pdq.
Apparently two stolen Cosworths were left near his house .
True or not but I think it's quite a believable story , you may or may not want to search YouTube for his name ...
I lived in Co.Durham at the time (91-3), and there was a very good story about how he came out of a pub in Darlington and found some little bApparently two stolen Cosworths were left near his house .
True or not but I think it's quite a believable story , you may or may not want to search YouTube for his name ...
d trying to steal it. The little st was taken to an industrial estate by Viv and an associate or two and nailed to a wooden door through his palms. How we laughed.The best Cosworth theft story I heard was when some enterprising thieves moved a car parked in front of one on a drive, then poured several gallons of oil onto the drive and slid the Cossie down it before dragging it up the road.
15 years ago I considered one of these (the proper 3 door) as well as an E30 M3. I had an M3 - then, as now, these cars just aren't worth owning.
iSore said:
Buster73 said:
Legend has it that a well known Newcastle underworld character called Viv Graham had his Cosworth stolen and put the word out that it might be beneficial if he got it back pdq.
Apparently two stolen Cosworths were left near his house .
True or not but I think it's quite a believable story , you may or may not want to search YouTube for his name ...
I lived in Co.Durham at the time (91-3), and there was a very good story about how he came out of a pub in Darlington and found some little bApparently two stolen Cosworths were left near his house .
True or not but I think it's quite a believable story , you may or may not want to search YouTube for his name ...
d trying to steal it. The little st was taken to an industrial estate by Viv and an associate or two and nailed to a wooden door through his palms. How we laughed.The best Cosworth theft story I heard was when some enterprising thieves moved a car parked in front of one on a drive, then poured several gallons of oil onto the drive and slid the Cossie down it before dragging it up the road.
15 years ago I considered one of these (the proper 3 door) as well as an E30 M3. I had an M3 - then, as now, these cars just aren't worth owning.
Someone obviously thinks it's still worth owning......
Many moons ago, a fresh faced 19 year old with a payout in hand thanks to a fat lass piling in to the back of my Cavalier GSi and bending it in half... I had the option of buying a Cavalier Turbo or a Sapphire Cosworth. Both K plates, both 4x4, both turbo and both around £3k at the time. The Cosworth was three times as much as the Cavalier to insure so I bought the Cavalier and ran it for 100k / nigh on 15 years. Recently sold it (a regret buy hey) and part of me wishes I'd bought the Cosworth as it'd be worth a hell of a money now... and part of me is glad I didn't, reading these stories said Sapphire would have probably done 10 miles / a week and then would have disappeared! These days, I couldn't cope with owning something that could warrant a visit in the dead of night from some tooled up scrotes looking to relieve me of me keys and life.
iSore said:
I lived in Co.Durham at the time (91-3), and there was a very good story about how he came out of a pub in Darlington and found some little bd trying to steal it. The little st was taken to an industrial estate by Viv and an associate or two and nailed to a wooden door through his palms. How we laughed.
d trying to steal it. The little st was taken to an industrial estate by Viv and an associate or two and nailed to a wooden door through his palms. How we laughed.I think this should be made the standard punishment for car thieves.
About 20 years ago in my yoof, I had a regular Ford Escort but had planned to have the newly available Cosworth body kit fitted to it, to make a replica (I know, I know). I met up with the workshop owner who performed the conversions and was happy with what I saw and so I called the insurance for a quote.
That call is still is etched in my mind:
Insurance: "How much do you think it will be worth once completed, sir?"
Me: "Oh, about £5,000".
Insurance: "Thanks your revised premium will be £5,000".
Me: "What?!!"
Insurance: "Yes, we've seen the replica conversions and they are very good. If it looks like a Cosworth, it will be stolen like a Cosworth, and unfortunately we don't think you will have it by the end of the year".
I didn't build a replica.
That call is still is etched in my mind:
Insurance: "How much do you think it will be worth once completed, sir?"
Me: "Oh, about £5,000".
Insurance: "Thanks your revised premium will be £5,000".
Me: "What?!!"
Insurance: "Yes, we've seen the replica conversions and they are very good. If it looks like a Cosworth, it will be stolen like a Cosworth, and unfortunately we don't think you will have it by the end of the year".
I didn't build a replica.
downthepub said:
I guess both the Audi RS/S and Golf R are the modern spiritual successor to the Cosworth. Although, owning a UK Mustang V8 makes me wonder how much they are on the radar of the average thieving scrote.
Not very is the easy answer, as I've said before on here unless its stolen to order the thieves want 5 doors which is why golf r and audi rs products are the highest on the radar atmMine lives in a very secure garage but some distance from where I live. Where I mange to use it properly, it’s kept on my drive.
The drive has gravel on it, the house is on a main road but in the middle of nowhere, I can close the gates, the car is difficult to see from the road, is directly in front of the living room window and underneath the bedroom. It has a number of physical and electronic anti theft measures.
Having said all that, when it’s in the drive, I am hypersensitive to any noise, especially any cars that pull up
As an aside, when I got married (in a perfectly respectable area), my wife to be, suggested that we use it as our wedding car. I declined as I knew that starting married life on an argument about me keeping going out to check that it was still there was a bad idea.
The drive has gravel on it, the house is on a main road but in the middle of nowhere, I can close the gates, the car is difficult to see from the road, is directly in front of the living room window and underneath the bedroom. It has a number of physical and electronic anti theft measures.
Having said all that, when it’s in the drive, I am hypersensitive to any noise, especially any cars that pull up
As an aside, when I got married (in a perfectly respectable area), my wife to be, suggested that we use it as our wedding car. I declined as I knew that starting married life on an argument about me keeping going out to check that it was still there was a bad idea.
TheAngryDog said:
Slight thread resurrection. Anyone brave enough to park a cossie on their drive way rather than a garage these days?
If I had one today I wouldn't. My Cosworth problems ended when I bought a house with an attached garage. Another factor may have been that my anti social land shark slept next to the garage.I had a moonstone 3 door cossie back in the day and stories of them getting nicked were rife.
A mate had his pinched and the insurance company (Norwich Union) had him in their office with all his bank statements to prove that he could afford the car and hadn't just 'disapeared' it himself.
I parked mine up in Lord St, Southport one summers teatime to attend the local Italian for dinner with wife and sons. I was approached by two scruffy looking individuals who showed me their Plod ID.
They asked me where i was going and then offered to babysit may car as "a lot of these are getting nicked".
They sat down on one of the park benches and were still there when i returned from the meal..
I also had a sapphire cossie in the day and would never drive it home if I thought someone was following me. In a rapidly driven cossie, you soon work out who is and who isn't following you.
Years later I had a new STi8 Scooby, Wife and I got up one morning. Wifey looked out of the landing window and shouted, "Why is my car on the lawn?"
I looked out, 'Never mind that, wheres the Scooby gone?"
Scrotes had broken into the house, nicked the keys, and the handbook, which was tucked down the side of my armchair in the lounge.
Rang up the tracker people who said the car is parked up in Toxteth, a particularly dodgey area of Liverpool even by Scouse standards.
Plod recovered it. Had a bit of damage, broken window which plod said was how they got into the car. They looked a bit sheepish when I said they had nicked the keys, so why have a draughty ride in the car?
They had kerbed a wheel and written off a wheel, which they had changed. Oddly, they had carefully replaced the wheelbrace and jack in the proper place in the boot.
I took the car to the bodyshop to be fixed, but it never came home, I px'd it for an Elise.
I figured they Scooby was en route to Ireland to be converted to a rally car and was only parked up to see if it had a tracker. And if the car came home, much like Arnie, they would be back.
A mate had his pinched and the insurance company (Norwich Union) had him in their office with all his bank statements to prove that he could afford the car and hadn't just 'disapeared' it himself.
I parked mine up in Lord St, Southport one summers teatime to attend the local Italian for dinner with wife and sons. I was approached by two scruffy looking individuals who showed me their Plod ID.
They asked me where i was going and then offered to babysit may car as "a lot of these are getting nicked".
They sat down on one of the park benches and were still there when i returned from the meal..
I also had a sapphire cossie in the day and would never drive it home if I thought someone was following me. In a rapidly driven cossie, you soon work out who is and who isn't following you.
Years later I had a new STi8 Scooby, Wife and I got up one morning. Wifey looked out of the landing window and shouted, "Why is my car on the lawn?"
I looked out, 'Never mind that, wheres the Scooby gone?"
Scrotes had broken into the house, nicked the keys, and the handbook, which was tucked down the side of my armchair in the lounge.
Rang up the tracker people who said the car is parked up in Toxteth, a particularly dodgey area of Liverpool even by Scouse standards.
Plod recovered it. Had a bit of damage, broken window which plod said was how they got into the car. They looked a bit sheepish when I said they had nicked the keys, so why have a draughty ride in the car?
They had kerbed a wheel and written off a wheel, which they had changed. Oddly, they had carefully replaced the wheelbrace and jack in the proper place in the boot.
I took the car to the bodyshop to be fixed, but it never came home, I px'd it for an Elise.
I figured they Scooby was en route to Ireland to be converted to a rally car and was only parked up to see if it had a tracker. And if the car came home, much like Arnie, they would be back.
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