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| 1512.1 | Anyone know how to disconnect an MR2 sppedo ! | CHEST::RAWSON | Fnarr! Fnarr! | Wed Jul 24 1991 11:10 | 5 |
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You can leave it in my empty garage. I'll look after it very well !
Alex
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| 1512.2 | If the worst come to the worst..... | RUTILE::GUEST | A Wkstn so Powerful it worked. Once. | Wed Jul 24 1991 11:20 | 5 |
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Can you disconnect a Wazzo GR5 with anti-tamper devices ? :-)
Nigel
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| 1512.3 | Tried Blackbushe Salvage? :^) | NEWOA::SAXBY | | Wed Jul 24 1991 11:23 | 4 |
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How are you going to hear it, Nigel?
Mark
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| 1512.4 | Ask your garage... | DCC::MARTIN | The Corporate Rat... 865 3492 | Wed Jul 24 1991 12:06 | 13 |
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Ask your local Toy garage, perhaps they know someone. My Alfa
garage offered me a home for the Spider in their lock up, at a price,
and it is staffed, valet included if necessary, they turn over the
engine regularly, and will drive it for you if you want while you are
away... You also get the chance to view some *VERY* smart cars, most
owned by the garage, or their customers... last time I was there
these included, Metro 6R4, BMW M1, a few DBs, lots of classic Alfas,
a 308 GTS, and a possible addition to my Alfa collection, a '73 GTJ 1750
in custard yellow... 38,000 miles on the clock, etc...
Any similarity between yourself and Mr Caine in the Italian Job...?
We should be told...!
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| 1512.5 | At the American embassies pleasure. | RUTILE::GUEST | A Wkstn so Powerful it worked. Once. | Wed Jul 24 1991 14:16 | 24 |
| > Any similarity between yourself and Mr Caine in the Italian Job...?
> We should be told...!
Hmmm. Nope. I don't think that hanging off the end of a coach that is
balanced on a cliff edge appeals to me.
Perhaps the Mr Bridger part would be more my scene. Magazines in the
toilets and people to bring you drinks. Yep. Sounds ok !!
Seriously, i'll give a couple of Toyota garages a ring, and see what
the score is.
Re .3 Do you have a phone number for the place you mentioned ?
I leave on Friday, and will drop the car off next week, so the sooner
the better.
For those interested it's 6 months in New Jersey, so i'll be
driving slush-mobiles, which have never seen a decent bend in their
life, whilst trying to avoid using the accelerator.
Nigel
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| 1512.6 | I've been... er... hunting Tigers actually | UPROAR::WATSONR | Dunno man... just got here myself ! | Mon Dec 02 1991 08:49 | 47 |
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Well... after a number of calls from cars in lay-bys I finally met up with
a guy called "Paul". He was going to show me where his company stored cars
while the owners hadn't the time, or the room, or were just... well, hunting
tigers.
I drove down to a particularly seedy area of north west London and into one
of the worst excesses of 60's concrete architecture. Mark III Cortinas and
rusty Transits littered the street and the council blocks were... well much
as you see in documentaries on council blocks. Paul was waiting by a small
entrance to the underground car park under a particularly large block and as
I stepped out I noticed the entrance was a ramp down with numerous locks
and gates. Big signs abounded with warnings like "To avoid further accidents
do not approach" and "Very large and hungry dogs live here". As I drove down
the ramp, it was like driving into any other underground car park except that
there were 'up-and-over' garage doors installed at regular intervals between
sections. I got out and started to look at some of Paul's "charges".
"I look after 'em all down 'ere" he said...
"Just look at this 'ere Aston... Just come from Sotherbys"
It seemed that the Aston in question was the very first Aston race car and
was �� million in value. A number of Porsches hid in the gloom, 365s, 911s
(including a 911 Turbo Cabriolet drop nose with zero miles on it), a French
Facia Vegel (sp?) which was evidently the only one of it's type in the UK.
Rollers, and Astons, Renaults and Audis. I saw a Renault Turbo II with zero
miles. Paul claimed that in all the years that he had looked after these
cars, there had never been any trouble.
"Well... no one knows what's down 'ere, do they"
That I doubt, but with just one entrance and the sheer number of locks I
can imagine it being hard to get anything out. Silent alarms were everywhere.
New Porsches, mingled with Veteran cars, Astons mingled with Ferraris.
All in all, I could have wandered this automotive Aladin's cave for hours,
lifting a dust cover here, a plastic sheet there, but the sheer sadness of
the place was beginning to get to me. The saddest of them all ?
How about in a gloomy corner, a Mercedes 300SL Gullwing, zero miles, never
registered, just looked after until the owner comes to get it. It had been
there thirty five years and somewhere else before that. It's owner comes to
look at it from time to time. Somehow... it just seemed a waste.
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