I'll be spannering for the OUMF's (Oxford Universities Motorsport Foundation) Elva Courier, watch out for us #3 in the Fordwater Trophy (last race on Saturday).
Piccy attached of the last time the Elva went to Goodwood...
I hate missing the Revival, but this year is going to be one of those years. Sadly I have too much to do on my own car to watch other people do it on theirs
Really great event if you bother to dress up. If you can't, then don't go as you just spoil it for those who make the effort...
The FOS is mainly bling and boring modern cars. The Revival is all about passion and history.
If you think the Veyron is somehow a good car (it isn't) then the FOS is for you. If you think a Maserati Birdcage or a Lancia D50 or Porsche 917 are good cars (they were and in many cases still are) then the Revival is for you.
I've been to the FOS once or twice, I found it a bit dull tbh. The best bit was setting up the stand for the TVR car club in 2004 when I got to pilot the Speed 12 out of the trailer.
The revival on the other hand actually provides more cars, more noise, more action, and a unique atmostphere. It's great. Almost perfect on the years they manage to get the BRM V16 out for a few laps.
Not at all. I enjoy going to motorshows and seeing what's new. I don't get much enjoyment out of watching two or three of the same cars sitting in a paddock, and a few of them driving up a hill you can't (largely) see.
Sure, there are the odd attractions - the rally stages are nice at the FOS, with RS4s, Stratos, RS200s, plus modern stuff all making a decent appearance.
The Revival is much more about motorsports past, present and future (with an obvious lean to the past, but what's wrong with that?), rather than a few footballers driving up a hill.
well the way i see it if you dress up in wartime (presumably the only time in british history worth remembering) clothes for a car show youre one step away from running through the woods with latex swords pretending youre in some mythological version of the middle ages
Hey a lot of my mates go larping, it makes for easy fancy dress opportunities. At least it gets them out of the house instead of sitting playing WoW all day/night.
i think im gonna pass
but i do realise that you like to dress up... my dreams are still haunted by that disturbing pic of you in high heels suspenders and a bra
nah that saves others the embarassment of having to watch a group of people do it when all they really want to do is looks at some fascinating old cars
that the world is a lot saver place now that orks get clubbed to death with large latex phalli in our woods every weekend?
i assume youre not refering to the bit where you went to the americans crying for help like a baby?
Back from a highly enjoyable and eventful Goodwood
We arrived on Wednesday to find our rather Heath Robinson trailer's front axle had come completely detached, held in place only be the weight of the car on it! We managed to get someone from the Goodwood estate workshop to comprehensively weld the axle back onto the frame of the trailer (it may now have no suspension but at least it's not going to fall apart anytime soon!).
Having fixed the trailer we somehow managed to get the Elva through scrutineering and the driver took it off for a thrash down the road before going to the cricket match on Thursday (the engine had only just been rebuilt and it was MOTed the Saturday before hand). It soon became very apparant that the discs were badly warped after its last race outing (a whole four years ago!). Whilst the warped discs would be liveable we soon found they the clearance between the caliper and disc was so small that now they were warped the caliper was fouling the disc. Having heard that there was a workshop on site we optimistically thought we would be able to get the discs skimmed or at the very least mill some material off the caliper carrier. The workshop turned out to be a small hut with a vice and hammer, upon explaining our situation the high tech solution offered was a file and the little period van had to drive back to the main workshop to pick it up!
We managed to get the brakes bearable and went for practice on Friday, the car ran suprisingly well until it blew a head gasket on the 7th lap, still getting 16th out of 30 on the grid despite its early exit. The gasket had burnt through between 3 and 4 leaving a scorch mark on the head but not the block (a result of forgetting to add lead additive to pump fuel :doh. By chance we managed to find a guy who ran a head shop and two of the team went with him to get it skimmed whilst the rest of us went to a cocktail party at Rolls Royce, summed up nicely by the comment 'they make good cars for a champange factory...'. The head returned and we somehow managed to strip and clean it that night rather merry.
On race day the head arrived at our pit via wheel barrow (the ultimate prop for gaining access anywhere!) and was back in plenty of time for our race. The car ran perfectly in the race, we lost a few places due to a car stalling ahead on the grid and went on to finish a respectable 18th.
Sunday was rather more relaxed watching racing, including the mechanic of the Cooper in the photo who diagnosed a carb problem by feeling exhaust manifolds with his fingers!
