East Coast Retros

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  • Going Clubbing: East Coast Retros

    Going Clubbing: East Coast Retros

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    You’d like Michael “Trigger” Carpenter. I’ve only met him a handful of times, and he’s such a very modest and personable bloke that I’ve come to number him among my friends. His exploits, though, deserve global recognition – particularly his services to the universe of unloved, unappreciated, underdog transportation. He’s a serial owner and restorer…

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  • Cutting a Digital Dash

    Cutting a Digital Dash

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    In a random Tweet I sent out on Wednesday, I moaned “It wouldn’t be hard for today’s digital dashboards to incorporate a retro 1980s mode. Sort it out!”, alongside the above brochure pic, which depicts the digital instrument cluster that adorned top models in the 1983 JDM Nissan Silvia range. The Tweet performed well. Dozens…

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  • Of Moon Landings, 1202s, and Check Engine Lights

    Of Moon Landings, 1202s, and Check Engine Lights

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    Having just toasted the 50th anniversary of the Apollo 11 moon landings, I see them in a new, more relevant light now than I did when I was younger. On my visit to Kennedy Space Centre, at age 11, I spent time looking at “all the cool rockets”, but my preteen mind wasn’t quite ready…

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  • Good Vibes: A flight into NVH

    Good Vibes: A flight into NVH

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    I was absolutely delighted when I found it was a JetRanger. When my dad invited me as his +1 on a pleasure flight he received as a birthday present, I was fearful that it would be a Robinson R44 – the aviation equivalent of a Toyota Camry. A JetRanger, though, and a 1986 example at…

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  • Who will be next to redefine the car?

    Who will be next to redefine the car?

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    The black car you see silhouetted above, doesn’t exist. It’s a symbol — a graphical representation of A Car — and was devised in 1964 when the UK’s current system of road signage was dreamt up. The idea of it depicting any specific model of car was rejected in favour of something generic that wouldn’t…

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  • On heroes and their influence: Audi Ur Quattro

    On heroes and their influence: Audi Ur Quattro

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    In the 1980s, Ford was so proud to offer something beyond carburation that the fastest Capris and Granadas, and later the top-spec Ford Orion Ghia, were dubbed “Injection”. Elsewhere, “Turbo” came and went as a model designation in its own right – these days Porsche is among the few marques that regard the exhaust-driven compressor as…

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  • Wherever, whenever, whatever

    Wherever, whenever, whatever

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    Once again, the chirpy chap behind the Enterprise counter in Ljubljana proudly handed me the key to an Opel Corsa. The plain white loaf of family transportation – vanilla ice cream, served in a white ceramic bowl, with no raspberry sauce.  This is the fourth overseas vacation in succession that I’ve ended up with a…

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  • In search of steering feel: Finding it on a plate

    In search of steering feel: Finding it on a plate

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    Well, not my plate, actually: on a thick slab of wood, such has become de rigeur at gourmet eateries these days. Regardless of presentation, having once before found steering feel in its purest form at the tiller of a yacht, I once again found it when dining out in Slovenia. Yes; to really get your…

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  • Too much information?

    Too much information?

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    I found myself behind the wheel of a big, expensive German SUV the other day, and very nice it was, too. Especially once I had shrugged aside my notion of it assaulting me with information from every direction. The instrument cluster, as well as feeding me with vital statistics pertaining to speed, engine revs and…

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  • Tarmac, Rain, Fish, and Chips

    Tarmac, Rain, Fish, and Chips

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    Firstly, of course, the fish and chips. Being that they were served from a modest establishment consisting an insulated box on the back of a Citroen Relay chassis-cab, at a cost of just £6 for each of us, our meal far exceeded our expectations. It came at exactly the right time, too, as we faced…

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