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I've driven a few dogs in my day. My girlfriend going back quite a few years had a Beetle- she loved it, but I couldn't get used to the pedals being hinged from the floor. I drove an Austin Allegro once- that was enough. It was the antithesis of precise- woolly steering and you stirred it into gear. An early Yugo was as bad and I'll add a BMW 316 as it was a total disappointment. My company Sierra 1.6 was a gutless piece of metal.
My wife's first car was an Astra 16v GTE- great engine and the worst chassis. I put the power down too early coming off a roundabout and the car tramped a full lane sideways. Here's one for Karston- I'm sure you realise this-but don't lift off the throtle mid bend in an early MkII MR2. I did and ended up looking back the way I came.
The most dangerous - Lancia Beta Monte Carlo No brakes! Steering lag of seconds, all the windscreens leaked.
Most unreliable Alfa Romeo GTV (1981 vintage) Ask Mrs Karston how many dates I missed due to car fixing.
The worst handling - Austin Maxi or my Dad's old Daimler Dart!
Hillman Hunters - Where is the handbrake?
And Jezer forget the MR2 try it in a 911! As I was always taught braking or lifting in a bend just dictates which way round you go through the hedge. It doesn't change the fact you're going through the hedge!
I had a 1200 Beetle for 7 years and it was great. The pedals coming up off the floor didn't bother me at all. Best of all was that the rear drive engine was brilliant in snow. I also had a Peugeot 403 back in the 1960's which had the most peculiar gear change on the steering column you could ever wish for. It also had an underslung worm drive on the back axle and more greasing points than you could shake a stick at. Apart from that it, too was a brilliant vehicle. I had two bloody awful cars; one was an FD Vauxhall and the other was a 1800cc Twin Carb Marina. The Marina was totally out of balance when I got it and it took me two days to realise the carbs were out of sync. Having got that done I found the back axle was low in oil. After filling it up it went about 300 yards before the whole shebang seized up. That meant a trip to the local scrap yard and a replacement differential. For £650 I suppose I got what I paid for but it went into exchange for the Vauxhall. That lasted about two years with a dodgy back differential and leaking engine which covered the drive in oil. Differentials and me just don't seem to mix.
Now I drive Peugeots. I had a 309 until just after I retired then I got a white 106 which is going like a sewing machine. No comments about stitching up the local plods or such like please.
I remember reading about the lack of brakes in the Monte Carlo. A road tester had the same thing happen and he ended up going through the gates of the RAC country club!
Worst performance- Citroen BX 1.9 litre non turbo automatic. No speedo- it has a calander.
My first car was a Fiat 126 and that was pretty dreadful, all things being equal.
It had a diddy little lever on the floor by the handbrake for starting the engine. Of course the cable to this broke and I spent about six months starting it by sticking a stick in the back till I got round to fixing it.
If you drove it for any distance the handbrake lever became almost too hot to touch.
My first car was a Fiat 126 and that was pretty dreadful, all things being equal.
It had a diddy little lever on the floor by the handbrake for starting the engine. Of course the cable to this broke and I spent about six months starting it by sticking a stick in the back till I got round to fixing it.
If you drove it for any distance the handbrake lever became almost too hot to touch.
Ah... them were the days...
Funny you should say that. A friend had a 126 and he carried a stick around with him for the same reason. We conked out at a junction in London on one occassion, and the car behind hooted us. The driver got really alarmed to see this bloke walking towards him carrying this stick!
Funny you should say that. A friend had a 126 and he carried a stick around with him for the same reason. We conked out at a junction in London on one occassion, and the car behind hooted us. The driver got really alarmed to see this bloke walking towards him carrying this stick!
Excellent! Can't say that ever happened to me but I did get some funny looks.
Oh, and the canvas 'sunroof' ripped off one day as we were belting along at top speed (about 55mph), turning the inside of the car into a scene from 'Twister'.
I remember hiring a Buick Century back in the early 1990s- steering, what steering? A real Detroit Dustbin. I had a Chevrolet Malibu for a while- they really know how to make junk.
The worst car i have ever driven is a black estate car-think it was a Datsun...not on purpose of course, but i wrote it off after wrapping it round a lamp-post