What have you done to your car today?

Have been busy making a custom panel from 1.5mm carbon fibre sheet to house a Zada-tech OLED oil temperature gauge in the speedo cluster of my R26 Megane.

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Well this car is only 12 years old, and fairly high tech for its time. Very fussy engine management and a billion sensors etc. :p
 
Took the Rolla for a 120 mile round trip to Southampton and back. Swapped my E30 exhaust for another one. Managed 38MPG on the journey over and half of the return journey, then had a little bit of a razz which reminded me just how good the engine is! Put a big smile on my face. :)

Theres something about joining an empty dual carriageway from a roundabout, giving it the beans up through the gears, slowing for the next roundabout, exiting back onto the dual carriageway, and giving it the beans again, rinse and repeat...


I think it's time you bought an actual fast car :p

Also.. My truck can get 38mpg (UK) :p
 
Picked this up for £1500 today for the daily runaround, 123K mikes, FSH & 2 owners from new. Has the usual problems with heater matrix which needs flushing, seat rails & handbrake adjustment and that's it. Goes well for a 1.8L. After driving a turbo car you have to rev the knackers off of it :D

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Somewhere in the distance a wild Acme appears...
Lmao, yeah I had visions of him when buying it :D @Acme Expecting to find a shed at that price but to the contrary it's the opposite. I don't think they knew what it was worth tbh, I even got £195 off of the asking price using the Jedi car mechanic mind trick. For a Car Stealership I'm gobsmacked as to the cost, even came with the compressor wheels! I mentioned this and then quickly shut up when he didn't know that they were standard.

Has most of the optional extras and is in great condition. Literally on the underside all it needs a Sill alignment (spanner twist) & respray as somebody has put axle stands on the wrong part of the sill, it's on the point of surface rust as some of the paint has flaked off but I'm very picky as I never want rust to take hold.

Expecting a bit of poor maintenance I expected the lift bolts (intake cam tapered bolts) to be worn.....They are like new and torqued up to the correct spec. :D Engine runs like new.
 
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The last month has been a very costly one for my scirocco.

Things I ended up changing some things needed and some due to some issues.
4 X Goodyear ASY2s
MAF sensor
Coil packs
Clutch
Diverter valve
N80 valve
Charcoal cannister
Major service
Injector cleaning
Inlet valves walnut blasted
Remap.

Still got a slight singular judder when cold at around 2.5k revs think it's a swirl flap on the inlet manifold maybe getting this mapped out hopefully fixes it.
 
Ouch.

Tyre related - thought my ride was a little off so I checked my pressures... rears both at 35psi vs the standard 32psi all round. Sigh.

Also fitted an Anker BT FM transmitter to make my ageing NTG2 Comand HU a bit easier to live with. Was expecting tons of interference but works great.
 
Got screwed!

Me too! And it was a rather “eventful” situation.

Was driving through a small town last night and started to hear the telltale ticking noise of a screw in the tyre. Got out to have a look and sure enough, big screw lodged right in the middle and the tyre is visibly going down.

As luck would have it, I was only a few metres from a tyre repair shop, so I stopped outside and went in. Obviously, these places are not normally beautiful and clean, but this one was the worst I’ve ever seen - empty beer cans and bottles of wine everywhere, rubbish stacked several metres high etc.

The owner then came out from the back, covered in grease from head to toe, looking completely out of it. I should probably have driven off at the point where he was using his fingers to try to find the holes in the wheel for the wheel nuts, but I didn’t fancy calling my breakdown cover, so I persevered.

It soon became apparent that he was utterly off his **** on something much stronger than alcohol, and I don’t think he could actually see anything beyond vague shapes and colours. After getting the wheel off, he was unable to remove the tyre himself, so I put it on the machine myself and managed to do it by sitting on the bar attached to the wedge thing (technical term) and then using a crowbar with a cloth wrapped around it to remove the tyre.

He kept muttering incoherently and bringing me tools; some were useful, others had absolutely no relevance to the situation. I ended up doing the entire repair myself, at which point he staggered upstairs, still muttering random words.

He didn’t ask me for any money, and I wasn’t inclined to give him any. So free tyre repair, plus I’ve learnt a lifelong skill in case I find myself in this situation again :p
 
Me too! And it was a rather “eventful” situation.

Was driving through a small town last night and started to hear the telltale ticking noise of a screw in the tyre. Got out to have a look and sure enough, big screw lodged right in the middle and the tyre is visibly going down.

As luck would have it, I was only a few metres from a tyre repair shop, so I stopped outside and went in. Obviously, these places are not normally beautiful and clean, but this one was the worst I’ve ever seen - empty beer cans and bottles of wine everywhere, rubbish stacked several metres high etc.

The owner then came out from the back, covered in grease from head to toe, looking completely out of it. I should probably have driven off at the point where he was using his fingers to try to find the holes in the wheel for the wheel nuts, but I didn’t fancy calling my breakdown cover, so I persevered.

It soon became apparent that he was utterly off his **** on something much stronger than alcohol, and I don’t think he could actually see anything beyond vague shapes and colours. After getting the wheel off, he was unable to remove the tyre himself, so I put it on the machine myself and managed to do it by sitting on the bar attached to the wedge thing (technical term) and then using a crowbar with a cloth wrapped around it to remove the tyre.

He kept muttering incoherently and bringing me tools; some were useful, others had absolutely no relevance to the situation. I ended up doing the entire repair myself, at which point he staggered upstairs, still muttering random words.

He didn’t ask me for any money, and I wasn’t inclined to give him any. So free tyre repair, plus I’ve learnt a lifelong skill in case I find myself in this situation again :p
#mexicothings


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