Thank god this thread was featured or I may never have seen it. It is truly a journey. We will see you next year at Pendine. Can't afford to bring a car but will have pit passes to oogle over all that incredible iron running the beach. Thank you Warren
The Cream T has wonderful proportions. I love the shot with the sea-mist fog in the background. Nice work!
I'm not usually a wire wheel guy, but the 19's made it pop. I'd be temped to go up a size or two in the rear tire for a little more rake, but it looks killer as is. so what's next on the list?
This car does not need a rake. If you watch videos from Pendine, the car rolls perfectly, Wrong ass-end for a rake. Warren
My favourite go to meme. But you're still wrong... Actually it does have a rake. Still would even without the tyre rake.
haha I love it too. I wasn't saying there was "No Rake" I said I'd be tempted to have "More Rake" To me the rear fenders look a little empty with the current tire. but that's like, just my opinion man.
Yeah, a compromise between form and function. Looks versus the suspension travel required to drive like a loon on backroads…
Talking of driving like a loon. The car was invited to run at Rømø this year. 660 miles away and a ferry crossing. Cheapest way was to drive. Fellow club member Jamie agreed to ride shotgun, the complete fool, so last Wednesday morning we drove 75 miles to the ferry terminal and tried out my new passport. We planned to run in convoy with Pete Stephens and Tony Thacker towing the Alexander Special and met them on the boat.
First evening was driving to the Netherlands to reach the German border whereupon night fell and the rain came down so we found a hotel to crash at.
The next morning was the 330 mile drive on various autobahns up through Germany and into Denmark. Steady 60-65mph with a break every couple of hours to stretch my legs and refuel. All went smoothly except the tedious traffic jams at the Hamburg tunnel.
By late afternoon we arrived in Denmark and crossed the causeway onto Romo island. We had seen some friends from the UK on the way so after we’d found our accommodation, we set off to find them on the beach. First bit of maintenance- throttle linkage needed adjustment. Not too bad!
Friday morning the rains came. After the clouds had cleared, we rolled back over to the mainland for scrutineering. Helluva afternoon party with bands, and thousands of friendly people. Amazing.
This thread is unbelievable. The car is lovely, the build has been fun to watch, and now we find you traveling 700 miles to race it. I need an attitude adjustment. My old machines spend too much time indoors.
Not sure how I missed your build thread? I've seen shots of the Cream T in other threads though. Fantastic build! Always love seeing my pics of Gabby and his roadster. He'd get a kick out of the influence his T, and his chevy tub, have had on not only me but others. He was a character and I miss his calls for me to come over to lend a hand or for just a BS session. He earned his nickname, the man could tell stories. I'll have to find those pics and post them up. I remember I shot both B&W and color with the former being my favorites because I'm color blind. B&W looks closer to what I see as I can only see blue. Damn, I thought I was done with bangers. Your build makes me wonder if I really am.
Dang, you are living it! I need to get out and get mine more roadworthy. It's not nearly the same animal, but should be able to do more than putter around town. You are an inspiration!
Excellent job! Nice work… What? UK, building a cool jalopy, and he lives in a windmill and no one with a Caractacus Potts reference? Or did I miss it?
Nope. Nobody. Widower with two kids too… Anyway. Friday evening we popped to the south beach for a bit of a social and photo shoot. Watched some land yacht racing too. Early morning Saturday saw us heading to the north beach where the organisers had started setting things up since 4.30am.
Once the pit area was set up, the cars and bikes gathered on the beach began to roll in. A final drivers briefing and by around 9.30am racing was ready to get underway. Two lines of bikes, and two lines of cars were formed allowing people to pair up and race each other. The race itself? Flag start 1/8” mile. I ended up doing laps all day. By all accounts the rain Friday morning left a firmer track than previous years, but by the end of the day the start line was getting deeply rutted. With a brief stop for lunch, racing continued until just after 4pm.
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