The Great Road Tax Rip-off

Not that long ago, there were at least eleventy twelve different e-petitions calling for a re-introduction of a rolling ‘free’ road tax for classic cars. I didn’t sign. I actually don’t mind paying a bit of road tax – or Vehicle Excise Duty to give it its proper name – because I do like the freedom to drive my car where I want. Fair enough.

Bentley

The same to tax as a diesel BX. Not fair!

Only it isn’t really. Successive governments, but primarily Labour, have really ballsed up the tax system. In trying to incentivise sales of environmentally sound cars, road tax has become trifling on new cars. Some are entirely free, others a mere £35 or so. Yet my pre-2001 cars are left with comparitively huge annual tax bills – £145 for the 2CV and Sirion, £230 for the BX. I feel I’m being unfairly punished here. After all, by running older vehicles, I’m saving the manufacture of a new one. It isn’t like they’re thirsty, fossil-fuel munching monsters either. They all deliver 45mpg or more. The Sirion even has a catalytic converter. Tax rates for my older cars don’t account for size. It’s a flat rate bar the 1549cc cut-off that separates Sirion/2CV and BX. I could buy a 6.75-litre Rolls-Royce and it would cost the same to tax as the BX.

It’s surely about time for a change. Why not reduce the VED for pre-2001 vehicles? There can’t be that many in regular use as people blindly follow the fashion for buying new. I’m not asking for free tax, just something that doesn’t punish those of us who can’t afford or who really don’t want to buy new.

This is especially topical at the moment as I’m currently faced with not being able to tax the Sirion. It expires at the end of May, but it seems I don’t currently have the funds to pay for it. Getting the 2CV more solid has been the priority, and it has eaten up my meagre funds. Had I a car officially classed as low emission, I’d face a much smaller bill. Even a Sirion 1.0 registered after March 2001 has a tax bill of £110. £35 less, just because of when it was registered. It’s still the same car!

It does upset me greatly. VED has become a hugely unfair system, punishing the wrong people. Not that I’ll be setting up an e-petition about it. For all the use those things are, I might as well present my case via the medium of contemporary dance. (I won’t be though, sorry to disappoint).

Still electric dreaming

Last year’s test drive of a Nissan Leaf has properly got under my skin. I was amazed at how good the car was, and how it confirmed that electric power makes so much sense, so much of the time. Sure, if you’re clocking up tens of thousands of miles per year, then electric isn’t the answer yet. But most people I know don’t often travel more than 80 miles a day by car, and then electric really makes sense.

Nissan Leaf

I still like the Leaf

For instance, I do a lot of trips to the next village. It’s about five miles away. By the time I’ve got there, I bet the engine oil isn’t even up to temperature – especially as a lot of the journey there is downhill. Even trips to town are only 25 miles in total there and back. Easily within the scope of an electric car.

Now, much as I like them, I can’t afford to buy a Leaf. Not even the £10k one I spied on Ebay recently. They’re not cheap. So, what other options are there? The Volkswagen e-UP! is a car with many grammatical annoyances, but seems a good car. They’re still £20,000 new though, even with the government’s helpful £5000 plug-in grant.

Electric cars can be cheaper though. What about the wacky Renault Twizy? The problem is, the Twizy is utterly stupid. Yes, I found a one-year old one for a mere £5000 on Ebay, but it didn’t have any doors. Why on earth did Renault design a car with no doors?! Even if you do raid the options list for such fancy features, they don’t have windows, so don’t offer that much protection from the elements. In short, it’s a motorbike with none of the performance, manoeuvrability or style. And the idea of French electrics is pretty terrifying too.

Renault Twizy. Pointless. http://tinyurl.com/twizych

Ok then. So buying a new/nearly-new electric car clearly isn’t an option. The second-hand market isn’t too promising either, as mainstream manufacturers haven’t really taken the concept too seriously until very recently. Hybrids are a possibility. In theory, this are the best of both worlds. An electric motor for pottering around town, with a petrol engine for longer trips – and both units working together when you really want to get a shift on. I’ll admit, I’m intrigued about these and would dearly like to try one. Not sure I’d want to buy one just yet though, and the cheapest are still only just sub-£2000 for a 2000-build example.

Mind you, that’s still cheaper than my next option, which is to convert the 2CV. The little Citroen makes an ideal base for an electric car, as they’re so simple in the first place. There’s no cooling system, power assists or complicated drivetrain. You really can just remove the engine and bolt an electric motor in place. Job done.

Naturally, there are batteries and controllers to consider and so far I’m struggling to find a complete package of bits that comes in much less than £10,000. I have found many different electric 2CVs around the world as part of my research though, including this excitingly brisk one in Australia.

It really has got me thinking. I know it may seem like sacrilege for a petrolhead to like electric vehicles, but the truth is, most four-cylinder petrol engines are about as exciting to listen to as an electric motor. The Leaf proved that you can still have a car that’s entertaining to drive with electric power. A car is a car after all. Diesels don’t sound good, yet people are happy enough to buy them. In fact, the idea of an electric BX is rather appealing! It’d be a lot quieter than the clattering XUD diesel.

I will keep exploring this area though. Diesels are being squeezed to the point that they’re struggling to remain reliable these days – a far cry from the sheer, wondrous simplicity of the BX’s powerplant. Getting petrol engines to be cleaner is likely to take them down the same road. Burning oil is increasingly not as much fun. Perhaps electric power really can take over. Once we get around the small problem of generating electricity that is…

 

Our survey says – go to blazes!

I hate surveys. People unlucky enough to own a television are never far away from a show all about ‘the funniest TV moments ever’ or ‘the best people we love most who wear jumpers and were once on a tv show, slightly’ or something. A great opportunity to wheel out folk you wished were a part of history to make some ‘hilarious’ comments on how good these people they’ve never met are. Ugh.

Mini breakdown

Best British car of all time my arse. It’s broken!

Sadly, the car world falls for this scam from time to time. Autocar, for instance, has just released the results of a survey to find ‘The best ever British car.’ Why? What good can such a survey achieve? Considering it found the Mini to be the best car, clearly not very much. It’s proof that democracy doesn’t work. Yes, the best car we British have ever produced was horrible to work on, ran badly and leaked when it rained, and generated pretty much no profit at all. I guess it does at least prove that the Brits really do love something that’s hopeless. Like Eddie the Eagle Edwards.

Don’t get me wrong, the Mini does actually have stuff to recommend it. They do handle well, and they don’t take up a lot of space. The constant engine oil leaks ensure that the front subframe is the one part that doesn’t actually rust too.

But these surveys are just pointless. The Top Ten is basically a list of supercars that few people have ever been near, let alone driven and a slightly-sporty Ford Escort – the rather feeble, incorrectly feted Mexico. Again, not a bad car, but it was the RS models that actually had exciting levels of power and went on to rally successes.  Why present the mild one as the best?

You really can’t go around comparing supercars with family bread-and-butter anyway. The word ‘best’ is so loose that really, it doesn’t say anything at all. It’s just a list of cars in a slightly random order.

Range Rover off-road

Doesn’t handle as well as a Japanese shopping trolley

It’s for reasons like this that I absolutely hate being asked what my favourite car is. I don’t have one, because there is not one car out there that does everything I want from a car. Many cars do many things well – the 2CV for instance. But the 2CV doesn’t have a V8 engine. The Range Rover does, and also does many things well (fourth in the pointless survey by the way) but it can’t deliver 40+mpg. It’s not as much fun to point down a tight, twisty lane as a Daihatsu Sirion either. I don’t have a favourite, because I like all of them. Not having a favourite doesn’t seem to cause me problems in day to day life. It is unnecessary.

There is no point trying to see one car as better than another. Don’t see a list of 100 ‘best’ cars as anything other than a list of cars to try. Even then, don’t rank them against each other. Just enjoy what they are! Cars are not to be ranked. Just enjoy them, and leave pointless surveys to pointless TV programmes.

Heritage Motor Centre – an amazing day

The Heritage Motor Centre contains some incredible cars – absolute icons mingle with odd prototypes and immaculate examples of cars the world didn’t necessarily take all that well to. I got to drive some of them last Thursday, as you can read in this week’s Classic Car Weekly (7th May issue).

That article gives you the background for why it happened, but here I’m going to focus on the vehicles that really stood out for me. One is HUE 166 which, as any Landy fan knows, is Land Rover Number 1. There’s some debate about exactly what this means – some reckon Huey is the first production Land Rover, others that he is in fact a pre-production one. It also must be said that a thorough restoration (Huey was sold by the factory and used as a farm hack for several decades) in the 1970s included the fitment of quite a few non-original items. Such as the rear body. And trafficators.

First Land Rover

HUE 166 and a hairy bloke (Pic: Richard Gunn)

I couldn’t care less. Huey remains one of the most significant vehicles in our motoring history. He’s one of the most famous too, and is very often wheeled out for events and TV programmes. I seem to recall that Dick Strawbridge drove him around on a beach in North Wales as it’s where the concept of the Land Rover was conceived. But, this was my chance to get behind the wheel. I was thrilled.

For a start, I’ve never driven a Land Rover older than a Series III and have always loved the cute looks and earnest appeal of the super-basic Series 1. As I clambered aboard, my 2CV began to feel almost luxurious! It’s rare to see quite so much exposed metal on a car. I gave the starter a shove, and the 1.6-litre, inlet-over-exhaust engine fired promptly into life. This was it. I was going to do it!

So, it was a shame that I pulled away in third gear really. The gearing is so low that this didn’t really seem to matter, but down-shifting to second for a particularly nasty speed bump confirmed my error. I had my suspicions by this stage! Huey felt quite sprightly really, and eager to stop too. Noisy, certainly. Not just engine noise, but the rattles and bangs of many metal panels. I got a chance to go back to third, and did a beautiful double-declutched downshift into second for a tight roundabout. There is no synchromesh on first or second.

Then I got a good run down towards the Centre and managed to get up to fourth. I was having the time of my life! Not only was I driving a Series 1 Land Rover, but this was the most famous of them all! Sadly, they wouldn’t let me take a trip around the off-road course.

Other iconic vehicles were present, but sadly while I got a short drive of the first Morris Minor – NLW 576 – the brakes had failed, so I had to be somewhat careful. Happily, I’m an expert at driving vehicles with no brakes… The Rover P6BS was an astonishing opportunity too, though sadly tainted by a hideous misfire. I doubt more than five cylinders were working.

My next choice was a Range Rover that has fascinated me since I was a child. In 1971, two Range Rovers drove the length of the Americas, from Alaska to Cape Horn. Most of the 18,000 mile journey was no problem at all, but the Darien Gap was the tricky bit – a chunk of rainforest and swamp that joins North to South America. Through here, they averaged just 2.5 miles a day. I’ve read many features about these cars, both of which survive. One is part of the incredible Dunsfold Land Rover collection, the other was retained by Rover and is a car I can remember from when I first visited Gaydon back in 1993. I remember standing next to it wondering about the adventures this car has undertaken and being struck by the contrast between jungle-battling and standing silently in a museum.

Darien Gap Range Rover

Therefore, I was overjoyed to get the opportunity to actually drive one of these famous vehicles. I wasn’t the first – it seems it was taxed in 2012 at some point. That probably explains why it was so joyous to drive. It felt absolutely spot on. Top heavy, yes. It still wears the ladders they used to cross the forest and they make it top heavy! So overloaded were the cars that the rear differentials developed a habit of very often breaking on the trip. Experts were flown out from Solihull to pinpoint the problem and the vehicle loads reduced.

This Range Rover has an amazing history, from over 40 years ago!

This Range Rover has an amazing history, from over 40 years ago!

Some cars were only available for passenger rides – such as a 1904 Rover and an MG Metro 6R4. Time didn’t allow for such pleasantries, but I did drive a mix of other vehicles, including an Alvis TE21 and an Armstrong Siddeley Sapphire 346. These were very pleasant indeed, but neither really stood out. After all, they were just classic cars albeit rather nice ones. It’s amazing how historical context makes one car feel so much more special than another.

Which brings me to the Triumph Lynx. I almost didn’t get to drive it, as it spectacularly blew a coolant hose after a couple of drives. Hats off to the Heritage Motor Centre mechanics though, because it didn’t seem to take them at all long to get the hose changed.

The Lynx is actually a pre-production example. They got that close to actually building it. The styling is an odd mix of Harris Mann’s TR7 and a Canley designed rear. Not the happiest rear end it must be said. The platform is extended TR7 but with a Rover SD1 rear axle set-up. It’s a Capri-rivalling, US-pleasing V8 four-seat coupe. Sadly, industrial relations were so bad at the TR7 factory in Speke that management shut down that factory, and with it the hopes of the Lynx. The project was shelved before tooling could be put in place and this vehicle remains a remarkable one-off.

 

Lynx rear

The Triumph Lynx was very nearly a production reality

What a shame too. It is a lovely car to drive, with delightfully-weighted power-assisted steering, and the lusty grunt of the V8 that arguably should always have powered the TR7. I was very pleased to secure a drive in this almost-production car. What a day.

I know this is already a very long piece, but I really must thank the mechanics, management and volunteers at the Heritage Motor Centre for making this incredible day a reality. It was pretty much unprecedented to have so many important cars out and actually working and it made for a true spectacle. It was truly heart-warming to see how much everyone involved – from volunteer right up to the management team  – absolutely loved the day. I wish them all the best for the new Museums Collections Centre, which will allow the reserve collection to be displayed for the first time. Exciting times indeed.

 

Less is more. I think.

I’m still trying to re-adjust after a week with a 245bhp Jaguar. My three cars have only 154bhp between them. The thing is, that’s just how I like it. After all, the Jaguar was capable of reaching quite naughty speeds even when still in second gear. What’s the point of that?

Power not included

Power not included

I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again. Power is not essential to have fun. Any 2CVer knows this, and so do Austin 7 owners and custodians of Austin-Healey Sprites. Power has the ability to make pretty much any car exciting, but it isn’t a must-have ingredient. No matter what the presenters of a so-called motoring programme on the BBC may try to convince you.

The more I drive my 71bhp, non-turbo diesel BX, the more I’m convinced it’s the best engine you could specify. I’ve tried the turbo diesels, and they’re frustrating. Yes, the taller gearing is nice, and accelerating up a hill is a pleasant novelty, but you end up working so hard to keep them on boost. That means extra engine noise, as you must keep it between 2000 and 4000 rpm. By contrast without the turbo, I rarely trouble 3000rpm. Doesn’t sound like fun does it? But it is. I can mash the throttle pedal into the floor in all gears, and barely trouble the law. I also have to work hard to preserve momentum, which is an enjoyable challenge in itself – one alien to those accustomed to loads of power.

Speaking of which, the most exciting BX I’ve ever owned was a 160bhp 16v sports model. It was hilarious with its VTEC-like power delivery but, as with the Jaguar, you really had to blow speed limits to shreds to properly enjoy yourself. I sold it before it blew my driving licence to shreds. I imagine the 1905cc 8-valve petrol is a good engine choice, as you don’t need to rag one of those silly to get a shift on. But it won’t do 50mpg.

So, I’ll stick with the non-turbo diesel. Sure, overtaking needs a lot of planning and care, but that’s probably a good thing anyway. Lots of power means you’re tempted to have a go at gaps that aren’t really there. You can still have lots of fun though, due to the BX’s keen handling and excellent steering. Even when there’s play in the steering rack. After all, the real beauty of diesel for me is simplicity. Once you start bolting on turbos, you’ve started on the slippery slope that has led to today’s hideously complicated, problematic diesel engines. The Keep It Simple Stupid motto really is the way to go.

Sirion: More brake trouble

Just over a week ago, the Sirion’s brakes seized in a rather unpleasant manner. I pride myself on feeling a problem well before it becomes dangerous. With only 54bhp, the resistance caused by a binding brake was enough to arouse my suspicions. I shouldn’t have to accelerate downhill! Then I detected a wheel wobble. I was hurtling down a very steep hill at the time so I cautiously applied the brakes and pulled over. Sure enough, the nearside front wheel was hot to the touch. I’d only travelled about a mile from home! Ideally, I would have had something big and made of metal with which to wallop things – that can often force a sticky caliper to retract, or a stuck pad to free itself. I had no tools so just have the wheel a good kicking. This, amazingly, did free things up enough for me to drive another couple of miles to my destination.

I drove the car home the next day with no problems at all, but the very next journey revealed the same symptom. Life got hectic for a week and so the Sirion had to sit on the driveway and await some spare time.

That finally arrived today, so I began to strip down the caliper. It’s a floating caliper, so the first task was to remove the slider bolts. I’d replaced these not long ago and I could quickly eliminate them from my enquiries. With the caliper free, I could see if I could push back the piston. I could not. I opened the bleed nipple and tried again. Same story. This at least confirmed that the flexible brake hose wasn’t at fault – they can degrade internally and act as a one-way valve.

The only conclusion remaining was that the piston had seized into the caliper. I looked up the price of new calipers. Eek! At least £65. I looked up the price of a new piston and drew a blank. Not being particularly flush with cash at the moment, I decided to remove the piston and see how bad things were.

Icky piston

Icky piston

Removing the piston was quite easy. One option is to use compressed air. The other is to use the power of the braking system. I opted for this one. It involves pressing the brake pedal down until the piston comes out. Make sure there’s something beneath the caliper to catch all of the soon-to-be-free brake fluid! I did it gently, in stages. Press pedal, go and have a look, press pedal, go and have a look etc. Eventually, it popped gently out. Then I put a hose clamp on the brake pipe and undid the union on the caliper. The piston didn’t seem too bad really – a bit grotty in places perhaps. A good clean with a cloth improved things, and I used a very light emery paper to smooth things even more. Be very careful not to overly scratch the surface of the piston.

With the piston out, I could see that corrosion had built up on the bore, especially between the two rubber seals. I didn’t have a seal kit, so had to carefully clean the face of the bore – a screwdriver for the big chunks, then emery again. After that, I had to clean out the bore and seals very carefully. Any muck here is only going to give a problem later. With everything clean, I dug out the red caliper grease and applied that to the seals. I also smeared a little over the piston itself to aid its refitment. That worked a treat and it slipped home beautifully. I refitted the caliper and pads, bled the caliper (keeping a close eye on the level in the master cylinder – it needed a fair bit of topping up) and had a successful test drive.

Daihatsu Sirion yellow

The Yellow Peril is still in the good books, and now stops!

The internet is full of people asking which grease they should use for calipers. I use red caliper grease for the piston, seals and sliders. Some claim it isn’t suitable but my experiences so far are that it is. Lithium-based greases can be bad news as they can destroy the seals and apparently don’t react well with DOT brake fluid. Certainly, you should NEVER use copper grease. This is not a suitable application. It’ll just turn into a sticky gunge and will definitely cause you problems!

It’s good to have the little Sirion back in use again. It makes me laugh with its daft looks and ridiculous exhaust bark. Six months this car has survived on the fleet. Will it make it past the tricky eight month stage?