RE: Mitsubishi Chariot: Spotted
Discussion
st4 said:
Time warp - for a hertigage fleet collection it might make sense but due to the uniqueness you could never really drive it. Not sure I would want to drive it though...
100%. This is a collector’s item, not transport. There appear to be a lot of people on this site who seem to have barely any interest in cars or the history of motoring, and think that an extremely rare old car should be viewed in the the “how much per month is this on a PCP” approach to motoring. No one is suggesting that 13k is the correct price for this to become a daily driver. Are these quick?
Cousin is looking for a replacement for her 2009 Mondeo estate which has just clicked past 120k, this fits in budget and is for all intents and purposes a brand new car, in budget and has seven seats.
As long as it has some get up and go she will be happy, she had a b200 merc as a courtesy car a while back and hated how slow it felt against her diesel Mondeo.
Cheers
Cousin is looking for a replacement for her 2009 Mondeo estate which has just clicked past 120k, this fits in budget and is for all intents and purposes a brand new car, in budget and has seven seats.
As long as it has some get up and go she will be happy, she had a b200 merc as a courtesy car a while back and hated how slow it felt against her diesel Mondeo.
Cheers
Weirdly I had a dream last night about velour interiors...
Not like that though - Jesus H...
At school one of my mates dads had one. Even when it was new he failed to convince us it was cool...
For reference I can't remember what we had at time tbh - no doubt something s
t like a Talbot Alpine. My dad had 2 on the trot ffs..
Not like that though - Jesus H...
At school one of my mates dads had one. Even when it was new he failed to convince us it was cool...
For reference I can't remember what we had at time tbh - no doubt something s
t like a Talbot Alpine. My dad had 2 on the trot ffs..FerdiZ28 said:
Are these quick?
Cousin is looking for a replacement for her 2009 Mondeo estate which has just clicked past 120k, this fits in budget and is for all intents and purposes a brand new car, in budget and has seven seats.
As long as it has some get up and go she will be happy, she had a b200 merc as a courtesy car a while back and hated how slow it felt against her diesel Mondeo.
Cheers
3 speed automatic, 88 bhp. What do you reckon?Cousin is looking for a replacement for her 2009 Mondeo estate which has just clicked past 120k, this fits in budget and is for all intents and purposes a brand new car, in budget and has seven seats.
As long as it has some get up and go she will be happy, she had a b200 merc as a courtesy car a while back and hated how slow it felt against her diesel Mondeo.
Cheers
That interior physically makes me feel sick. I understand a cranberry dash with black seats vice-versa (to some extent) but everything? I'm surprised the pedals aren't coated in this awful colour either!
It's horrible on so many level this car but at the same time, so very intriguing...
It's horrible on so many level this car but at the same time, so very intriguing...
I like to think about how it ended up with so few miles...
Imagine a tale... Way back in 1987 a man in his early 20's is engaged to his school sweetheart, has bought a semi-detached house with her and is gearing up for the big day. His MGB has seen better days, kids are around the corner so he needs a more practical car.
He has a good job as a store manager at Woolworths so he can afford something new but not extravagant. Something that will be more dependable and practical than his Leyland rustbucket. Japanese cars have come a long way since the early 70's and after research he spots the newly released Mitsubishi Chariot in a copy of Autocar he's browsing on the shelf of his store.
He pops into his local dealer on his way home from work, arranges a trade in deal for his MGB and puts a deposit down.
6 weeks later he drives to the dealership on a sunny saturday, enjoying the wind in his hair for the last time, to collect his new car. As he climbs out of his MGB, his first thought is... that's not silver it's purple.
Still, it's too late to turn back now so he walks inside, signs the paperwork and the saleman takes him outside to proudly walk him around his new car before handing over the keys.
He climbs in and... oh dear, the deluxe rouge interior isn't quite what it looked like in the brochure. Still, it is a car for a purpose, he will get used to it he thinks to himself, and commits himself to enjoying his new car.
As he pulls out of the dealership car park and starts his 20 mile journey home the joy slowly drains away with every lazy slur of the sluggish 3 speed gearbox. As he's labouring it to climb the 1 in 5 hill approaching his estate he has a dawning dread as he starts to envisage the deluxe rouge interior encrusted with snot and vomit, packed with screaming children... his beautiful fiancee now a morbidly obese blob wedged into the passenger seat stuffing her face with a packet of Walkers crisps, moaning about not having a new car, while trudging their way to a seaside holiday in Yarmouth.
He parks up the Mitsubishi in the adjoining garage. He sits in the driver's seat, emits a deep sigh, climbs out and locks the garage door behind him. He walks out into the street, catches a bus to Heathrow and a flight to Mauritius, never to be seen again.
His fiancee waits mournfully for him to return for 30 years, the car also waiting patiently in the garage for some hipster ahole wearing ripped jeans and a knitted cardigan, who inexplicably wants to drive around looking like a 1980's Woolworth's store manager, to come along pay 13 fking grand for it,
ETA - DAMN It's a Mitsubishi not a Daihatsu
Imagine a tale... Way back in 1987 a man in his early 20's is engaged to his school sweetheart, has bought a semi-detached house with her and is gearing up for the big day. His MGB has seen better days, kids are around the corner so he needs a more practical car.
He has a good job as a store manager at Woolworths so he can afford something new but not extravagant. Something that will be more dependable and practical than his Leyland rustbucket. Japanese cars have come a long way since the early 70's and after research he spots the newly released Mitsubishi Chariot in a copy of Autocar he's browsing on the shelf of his store.
He pops into his local dealer on his way home from work, arranges a trade in deal for his MGB and puts a deposit down.
6 weeks later he drives to the dealership on a sunny saturday, enjoying the wind in his hair for the last time, to collect his new car. As he climbs out of his MGB, his first thought is... that's not silver it's purple.
Still, it's too late to turn back now so he walks inside, signs the paperwork and the saleman takes him outside to proudly walk him around his new car before handing over the keys.
He climbs in and... oh dear, the deluxe rouge interior isn't quite what it looked like in the brochure. Still, it is a car for a purpose, he will get used to it he thinks to himself, and commits himself to enjoying his new car.
As he pulls out of the dealership car park and starts his 20 mile journey home the joy slowly drains away with every lazy slur of the sluggish 3 speed gearbox. As he's labouring it to climb the 1 in 5 hill approaching his estate he has a dawning dread as he starts to envisage the deluxe rouge interior encrusted with snot and vomit, packed with screaming children... his beautiful fiancee now a morbidly obese blob wedged into the passenger seat stuffing her face with a packet of Walkers crisps, moaning about not having a new car, while trudging their way to a seaside holiday in Yarmouth.
He parks up the Mitsubishi in the adjoining garage. He sits in the driver's seat, emits a deep sigh, climbs out and locks the garage door behind him. He walks out into the street, catches a bus to Heathrow and a flight to Mauritius, never to be seen again.
His fiancee waits mournfully for him to return for 30 years, the car also waiting patiently in the garage for some hipster a
hole wearing ripped jeans and a knitted cardigan, who inexplicably wants to drive around looking like a 1980's Woolworth's store manager, to come along pay 13 fking grand for it, ETA - DAMN It's a Mitsubishi not a Daihatsu
Edited by The Wookie on Tuesday 29th January 09:54
The Wookie said:
I like to think about how it ended up with so few miles...
Imagine a tale... Way back in 1987 a man in his early 20's is engaged to his school sweetheart, has bought a semi-detached house with her and is gearing up for the big day. His MGB has seen better days, kids are around the corner so he needs a more practical car.
He has a good job as a store manager at Woolworths so he can afford something new but not extravagant. Something that will be more dependable and practical than his Leyland rustbucket. Japanese cars have come a long way since the early 70's and after research he spots the newly released Mitsubishi Chariot in a copy of Autocar he's browsing on the shelf of his store.
He pops into his local dealer on his way home from work, arranges a trade in deal for his MGB and puts a deposit down.
6 weeks later he drives to the dealership on a sunny saturday, enjoying the wind in his hair for the last time, to collect his new car. As he climbs out of his MGB, his first thought is... that's not silver it's purple.
Still, it's too late to turn back now so he walks inside, signs the paperwork and the saleman takes him outside to proudly walk him around his new car before handing over the keys.
He climbs in and... oh dear, the deluxe rouge interior isn't quite what it looked like in the brochure. Still, it is a car for a purpose, he will get used to it he thinks to himself, and commits himself to enjoying his new car.
As he pulls out of the dealership car park and starts his 20 mile journey home the joy slowly drains away with every lazy slur of the sluggish 3 speed gearbox. As he's labouring it to climb the 1 in 5 hill approaching his estate he has a dawning dread as he starts to envisage the deluxe rouge interior encrusted with snot and vomit, packed with screaming children... his beautiful fiancee now a morbidly obese blob wedged into the passenger seat stuffing her face with a packet of Walkers crisps, moaning about not having a new car, while trudging their way to a seaside holiday in Yarmouth.
He parks up the Mitsubishi in the adjoining garage. He sits in the driver's seat, emits a deep sigh, climbs out and locks the garage door behind him. He walks out into the street, catches a bus to Heathrow and a flight to Mauritius, never to be seen again.
His fiancee waits mournfully for him to return for 30 years, the car also waiting patiently in the garage for some hipster ahole wearing ripped jeans and a knitted cardigan, who inexplicably wants to drive around looking like a 1980's Woolworth's store manager, to come along pay 13 fking grand for it,
ETA - DAMN It's a Mitsubishi not a Daihatsu
Imagine a tale... Way back in 1987 a man in his early 20's is engaged to his school sweetheart, has bought a semi-detached house with her and is gearing up for the big day. His MGB has seen better days, kids are around the corner so he needs a more practical car.
He has a good job as a store manager at Woolworths so he can afford something new but not extravagant. Something that will be more dependable and practical than his Leyland rustbucket. Japanese cars have come a long way since the early 70's and after research he spots the newly released Mitsubishi Chariot in a copy of Autocar he's browsing on the shelf of his store.
He pops into his local dealer on his way home from work, arranges a trade in deal for his MGB and puts a deposit down.
6 weeks later he drives to the dealership on a sunny saturday, enjoying the wind in his hair for the last time, to collect his new car. As he climbs out of his MGB, his first thought is... that's not silver it's purple.
Still, it's too late to turn back now so he walks inside, signs the paperwork and the saleman takes him outside to proudly walk him around his new car before handing over the keys.
He climbs in and... oh dear, the deluxe rouge interior isn't quite what it looked like in the brochure. Still, it is a car for a purpose, he will get used to it he thinks to himself, and commits himself to enjoying his new car.
As he pulls out of the dealership car park and starts his 20 mile journey home the joy slowly drains away with every lazy slur of the sluggish 3 speed gearbox. As he's labouring it to climb the 1 in 5 hill approaching his estate he has a dawning dread as he starts to envisage the deluxe rouge interior encrusted with snot and vomit, packed with screaming children... his beautiful fiancee now a morbidly obese blob wedged into the passenger seat stuffing her face with a packet of Walkers crisps, moaning about not having a new car, while trudging their way to a seaside holiday in Yarmouth.
He parks up the Mitsubishi in the adjoining garage. He sits in the driver's seat, emits a deep sigh, climbs out and locks the garage door behind him. He walks out into the street, catches a bus to Heathrow and a flight to Mauritius, never to be seen again.
His fiancee waits mournfully for him to return for 30 years, the car also waiting patiently in the garage for some hipster a
hole wearing ripped jeans and a knitted cardigan, who inexplicably wants to drive around looking like a 1980's Woolworth's store manager, to come along pay 13 fking grand for it, ETA - DAMN It's a Mitsubishi not a Daihatsu
Edited by The Wookie on Tuesday 29th January 09:54
FerdiZ28 said:
Are these quick?
Cousin is looking for a replacement for her 2009 Mondeo estate which has just clicked past 120k, this fits in budget and is for all intents and purposes a brand new car, in budget and has seven seats.
As long as it has some get up and go she will be happy, she had a b200 merc as a courtesy car a while back and hated how slow it felt against her diesel Mondeo.
Cheers
Don't, for heaven's sake, buy this.Cousin is looking for a replacement for her 2009 Mondeo estate which has just clicked past 120k, this fits in budget and is for all intents and purposes a brand new car, in budget and has seven seats.
As long as it has some get up and go she will be happy, she had a b200 merc as a courtesy car a while back and hated how slow it felt against her diesel Mondeo.
Cheers
If it must have 7 seats, buy this: https://www.pistonheads.com/classifieds/used-cars/...
If 5 seats is OK, buy this https://www.pistonheads.com/classifieds/used-cars/...
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