


Yeh. :blink:
The PATS system forgot my key even existed


*sigh*
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I didn't notice them before, how quaint.Welly wrote:I'm still laughing at the 'smilies' on the AA form at the bottom![]()
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Lovely story there Sir, I was 'there' with yousirwiggum wrote:The Alfa GTV woudldn't start once because the immobiliser thought it was the wrong key. Repaired by turning the battery on and off.
Wouldn't have another Ford after my last one.
A 1993 Ford Orion 1.8i LX.
I bought this as my first car - a Clio - was written off, and I fancied a bigger car. The prospect of the same engine as the XR3i in a somewhat classy (or so I thought at the time) mini-Sierra Saphhire bodyshell (or a J-Lo Escort to my acquaintances), approx 8 years old but with 70k miles and a reasonable price, seduced me into danger, like a Mermaid to sailors.
The first sign of trouble should have been the coughing and spluttering on the drive from the car dealer back home. I initially gave it the benefit of the doubt that it was maybe sitting for a while round the back of the car dealer (Arthur Daley would even be shocked at that particular one).
Gave some friends a lift home from a night out (as dessy driver), they wanted fresh air but the rear windows wouldn't open.
The next few days after getting it, it would immediately stall after starting. Or, if holding the revs, would get to a junction then stall.
Took it back to the garage, who claimed it was the "wrong type of oil". Changing it ran a bit better, but still had a tendency to stall any time it stopped.
Washed it a couple of weekends into ownership, noticed chunks of the rear arches on the sponge. Turned out to be papier mache and filler Disappointed
It then started drinking a lot of fuel, even when I drove it hard. Mind you, it was difficult to tell because the fuel gauge was broken. I used to just keep it topped up so at least I knew fuel was in it, and estimate based on mileage.
Turned out the fuel tank was leaking like a sieve.
The wishbones were gone, which meant taking off at any anything but a crawl the car would steer itself into the nearest hedge / wall / cliff.
The gearstick was like trying to stir a bowl of boiled sweets. When those boiled sweets have stuck together.
On a trip from England to my university town in Scotland, the headlights stopped working. Not ideal for the Tyne tunnel.
Eventually the offside indicators also gave up the ghost, which gave me an insight into early to mid 20th century motoring in terms of using arms as indicators.
It then started running on 3 cylinders, which actually gave it a cracking engine note, but did nothing for power, effectively downgrading it to a 1.35. It was also Ford's first Hybrid, running on a mix of Unleaded and Oil.
By the time the next MOT came, I got rid of it for a fraction of the price I paid for it. Saved up, bought a small French diesel, and never went back to Ford.
I have to say though, that my partner's 2005 Fiesta seems a bit better built, but even on that her interior keeps falling apart like a cheap Ikea furniture set.
I was wondering what the extra weight was.Welly wrote:
Lovely story there Sir, I was 'there' with you![]()