So all you have to do to attend this meet is to post a picture of the worst car you have ever owned and then describe why it was so bad.
If you don't have a picture of your actual car, then post picture of a another car of the same type. As you can see from the plate, this car does not come from the UK and is not mine.
My not quite so trusty Minor 1000 was in a gunmetal grey which had various shades depending on the time of day and direction from which you looked. It also had copious amounts of rust - everywhere, which for a 1962 car was not unusual, but bearing in mind that at the time I got it (1968) seem to have taken hold quite quickly.
Another unusual feature was that it had 3 x 14 inch wheels and 1 x 13 inch which was fitted to the nearside rear, however, this wheel was fitted with a larger tyre to compensate for rolling radius
Another fine feature was the almost complete lack of brakes! This was demonstrated most convincingly when coming back from a night in Soho, 5 up along the Great West Rd. and having wound up the Moggie to reasonable speed, the sudden realisation that it was not going to stop in time to avoid the queue of cars waiting at one of the many red lights on that road! Solution - to pull to the other side of the road and eventually to come to a stop facing the oncoming but now stationary traffic coming the other way - much to their amusement and distain. No account of maintenance and modification to the standard setup ever created any improvement and my style of driving has always included searching for escape routes since that day!
As with most cars fitted with Lucas electrics there was always a will she start moment at the beginning of each journey. This was coupled with the ability for the engine to cut out each time you came to pull out of a junction. Nothing you did would make any difference until you waited for a very long 10-15 seconds before it fired into life again. This 'feature' was eventually solved through the use of a nail into the low tension connector on the coil. I can't remember how I found out about this fix, but once applied, juctions no longer became the terror they once were - especially for the passengers!!
There were advantages to the Moggie however. In those days I was an avid rock climber and spent most weekends in the company of mates down on the Dorset Coast - home to such climbing delights as 'Dancing Ledges'. We always took a few girls down with us to brighten up the evenings in the pub after a long day on the cliff face and it was to accomodate them that we found the transition from freezing tent to the warmth and comfort of a Moggie. We soon discovered that by tilting the front seats forward, and then removing the back of the rear seat and placing it against the bases of the two front seats; with your feet in the boot and the warmth of a double spleeping bag, you had a very comfortable 'double bed'!!
Good memories
If you don't have a picture of your actual car, then post picture of a another car of the same type. As you can see from the plate, this car does not come from the UK and is not mine.
My not quite so trusty Minor 1000 was in a gunmetal grey which had various shades depending on the time of day and direction from which you looked. It also had copious amounts of rust - everywhere, which for a 1962 car was not unusual, but bearing in mind that at the time I got it (1968) seem to have taken hold quite quickly.
Another unusual feature was that it had 3 x 14 inch wheels and 1 x 13 inch which was fitted to the nearside rear, however, this wheel was fitted with a larger tyre to compensate for rolling radius
Another fine feature was the almost complete lack of brakes! This was demonstrated most convincingly when coming back from a night in Soho, 5 up along the Great West Rd. and having wound up the Moggie to reasonable speed, the sudden realisation that it was not going to stop in time to avoid the queue of cars waiting at one of the many red lights on that road! Solution - to pull to the other side of the road and eventually to come to a stop facing the oncoming but now stationary traffic coming the other way - much to their amusement and distain. No account of maintenance and modification to the standard setup ever created any improvement and my style of driving has always included searching for escape routes since that day!
As with most cars fitted with Lucas electrics there was always a will she start moment at the beginning of each journey. This was coupled with the ability for the engine to cut out each time you came to pull out of a junction. Nothing you did would make any difference until you waited for a very long 10-15 seconds before it fired into life again. This 'feature' was eventually solved through the use of a nail into the low tension connector on the coil. I can't remember how I found out about this fix, but once applied, juctions no longer became the terror they once were - especially for the passengers!!
There were advantages to the Moggie however. In those days I was an avid rock climber and spent most weekends in the company of mates down on the Dorset Coast - home to such climbing delights as 'Dancing Ledges'. We always took a few girls down with us to brighten up the evenings in the pub after a long day on the cliff face and it was to accomodate them that we found the transition from freezing tent to the warmth and comfort of a Moggie. We soon discovered that by tilting the front seats forward, and then removing the back of the rear seat and placing it against the bases of the two front seats; with your feet in the boot and the warmth of a double spleeping bag, you had a very comfortable 'double bed'!!
Good memories
