WYIOC We Really Should.........................
Originally Posted by Alan C
Dave, do you have details on the 205?
The car is red 1.9 gti. 140K miles, good reliable runner, always starts first pull no probs. Its totally stripped out, so no creature comforts!!
Taxed and tested til August.
ALL bits below are new.
OMP cage with door bars (proffessionally welded in).
Std seat mounts cut out and proffesssionally welded in mounts.
OMP strut brace.
Sparco Rev seats.
Sparco 4 pt 3" harnesses.
Sparco steering wheel.
Front and rear brake discs.
Front and rear brake pads.
Most of the copper brake lines.
Goodridge brake hoses.
Rear brake calipers.
Most of the gear linkages.
Rear Bilstein Peugeot Sport Tarmac dampers (not the normal Billie stuff you buy at a performance shop!)
Front KYB twin tube gas dampers with 195lbs springs
(I also have the new KYB heavy duty rear dampers, but these weren't stiff enough for the track!)
I also have (but not fitted) an OMP co-drivers foot rest.
1 spare set of 15" 1.9 gti alloys with tyres
1 spare set of 14" 1.6 gti alloys with tyres
1200 quid.
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As Pm'd to Dave just now...
Dave (and others)
I think the sensible thing would be to get a pot of cash together first, and then go buy the car / trailer. However, the Pug sounds good and definately needs viewing. Do you know if the chap would take a small deposit to hold the car for a week or two, if that's what it would take to get the rest of the money together? Or are we in a position where everyone has the readies ready already?
...and just thought to add...
Am I correct in thinking that the 6 are Al, Chris, Steve, Dazza, Dave & myself?
Would we ba able to get the money together for Wednesday?
How about a show of hands?
I am aware of the following having the money ready now...
Sticky
Chris
Steve
So there's £900 to kick things off, anyone else?
Dave (and others)
I think the sensible thing would be to get a pot of cash together first, and then go buy the car / trailer. However, the Pug sounds good and definately needs viewing. Do you know if the chap would take a small deposit to hold the car for a week or two, if that's what it would take to get the rest of the money together? Or are we in a position where everyone has the readies ready already?
...and just thought to add...
Am I correct in thinking that the 6 are Al, Chris, Steve, Dazza, Dave & myself?
Would we ba able to get the money together for Wednesday?
How about a show of hands?
I am aware of the following having the money ready now...
Sticky
Chris
Steve
So there's £900 to kick things off, anyone else?
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Just another quick thought
If the car's T&T'd till August then there's no immediate need for a trailer, in so far as a get-it-where-it's-going-to-live sense, anyway.
...and that's something else that needs sorting. Where's it gonna live?
As I've said previously, I don't mind keeping it at my unit, but there's the slight problem of the Yellow Peril being there at the moment for safe keeping, and I don't have room for another vehicle until that (or the STi) goes.
If the car's T&T'd till August then there's no immediate need for a trailer, in so far as a get-it-where-it's-going-to-live sense, anyway.
...and that's something else that needs sorting. Where's it gonna live?
As I've said previously, I don't mind keeping it at my unit, but there's the slight problem of the Yellow Peril being there at the moment for safe keeping, and I don't have room for another vehicle until that (or the STi) goes.
OK ! I'll probably end up in trouble for this but, I'm in
I would think that Jason will hold the car, as he's had it hanging around for a couple of months now anyway.
I can store it in my garden for a while, but not permanently as I have a lot of work planned for the summer building decks, fences, laying garage bases, tarmac-ing etc.
Sticky
Chris
Steve
Dave
So, shall I phone him to try and arrange wednesday
I would think that Jason will hold the car, as he's had it hanging around for a couple of months now anyway.I can store it in my garden for a while, but not permanently as I have a lot of work planned for the summer building decks, fences, laying garage bases, tarmac-ing etc.
Sticky
Chris
Steve
Dave
So, shall I phone him to try and arrange wednesday
Guys. My being in was dependent upon house/car situation. TBH.. As the situation is changing all the time, I want my primary disposable funds to be used to go up a notch or two on the car I get.. 
Unfortunately, this means cutting back on the 'nice to have's' and rules me out (for the moment) on the track car...
The operative words being.. for the moment.. 
BTW.. Wales and Sweden are not affected.

Unfortunately, this means cutting back on the 'nice to have's' and rules me out (for the moment) on the track car...
The operative words being.. for the moment.. 
BTW.. Wales and Sweden are not affected.
David. I do have to differ.
esteemed adj. : 1. Having an illustrious reputation; respected; "our esteemed leader"; SYN: honored, prestigious.
I think you'll find that fits me exactly. As does this...
Definition of modest (adjective)
humble; unpretentious; unassuming; moderate; simple; limited; decent or appropriate in thought
esteemed adj. : 1. Having an illustrious reputation; respected; "our esteemed leader"; SYN: honored, prestigious.
I think you'll find that fits me exactly. As does this...
Definition of modest (adjective)
humble; unpretentious; unassuming; moderate; simple; limited; decent or appropriate in thought
Originally Posted by Alan C
I think you'll find that fits me exactly. As does this...
Definition of modest[size=1] (adjective)
simple; limited

Definition of modest[size=1] (adjective)
simple; limited


What's all this about "up a notch or two on the car I get"

Is the WRS in the firing line again
and which marque can you move up a notch or two for £300
You're not getting a Peroudia are you
Originally Posted by corradoboy

What's all this about "up a notch or two on the car I get"

Is the WRS in the firing line again
and which marque can you move up a notch or two for £300
You're not getting a Peroudia are you 
Anyway.. Bubba's nagging me something chronic.. I'm going to have to do something to shut him up..!!
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Dear 'ESTIMATED' chairman...
*cough*
*splutter*
What's more important, a track car or a bleedin' dawg?
I think you need to visit http://www.virtualbrum.co.uk/slang.htm and have a bit of a word with the 'Bint', stop her 'Blartin' about the 'Ackers' in order that you may have a hand in the purchase of said 'Mowta'
*cough*
*splutter*
What's more important, a track car or a bleedin' dawg?
I think you need to visit http://www.virtualbrum.co.uk/slang.htm and have a bit of a word with the 'Bint', stop her 'Blartin' about the 'Ackers' in order that you may have a hand in the purchase of said 'Mowta'
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P!ss funny site, BTW
Loiter....Smoker's accessory
Owamya...."Owamya Bin Keepin" Nothing to do with the worlds most wanted man. How are you and have you been keeping well.
Loiter....Smoker's accessory

Owamya...."Owamya Bin Keepin" Nothing to do with the worlds most wanted man. How are you and have you been keeping well.
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...and if you're after something different (and better
) than the usual stuff in the TPCP I know where there's this lovely yellow...click...brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
) than the usual stuff in the TPCP I know where there's this lovely yellow...click...brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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Quiet, innit.
Reminds me of an old Carrot sketch...
Tone, 'e says you can stick it roight up yer...BRMB Radio...
Tone... TONE... 'e's p***ed off!!!
Reminds me of an old Carrot sketch...
Tone, 'e says you can stick it roight up yer...BRMB Radio...
Tone... TONE... 'e's p***ed off!!!
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From: ShyTot graphics Location: Squires Bar Location: Wakecastlefract
Twas on the plains of Irlam,
The year 1815
Napoleon were sat in his long johns,
Suppin' Brasso with Josephine.
He'd chewed his nails to the very quick,
So he chewed 'em down to t' slow
He was chewin' very hard when up the back yard
Come a corporal his face all aglow.
Eh bean mon capitain," he cried,
"Sackrit bloo murd alors parlez voox"
And boney spat out a big lump of nail and said
"Bugger me what's to do?"
"It's t'lads cried corporal pickin' his nose,
"We played Wigan at billiards last night
And Wigan lads cheated and give us wobbly cues
And sewed all t pockets up tight"
"Ecky le pecky," cried Boney,
"I'll show 'em which team's the best"
And he had a quick chew of his fingernails
And stuck his hand up his vest.
"Dish out some spud guns and catapults," he cried,
"And give lads pea shooters all round
We'll burn down the pie and peas shops,
And raze chippies down to t' ground."
"Us'll run through Wigan like a dose of salts,
We'll make 'em tremble and quake
We'll loot and we'll pillage and we'll pinch things as well,
And we'll smash all the Eccles cake!"
Well he borrowed the Irlam muck cart,
And some spuds to roast on t' way
And with all of his lads in t' wagon,
'e pointed 'is 'orse Wigan way.
But weather turned rotten to spite him,
It snowed, rained and hailed and all t' rest
And Boney started sulkin' and chewin' his nails,
And stickin' his hand up his vest.
Soon the horse wouldn't go no further,
It were weary and smelly and old
And it asked for a blanket and Time and a Half,
And boots for workin' in t' cold.
Well they traipsed through the snow for a fortneet,
Dischuffed to the knickers they were
They'd icicles hangin' from their nom de plumes,
And tricycles hung from their hair.
So they traipsed through t' slush round slag heaps,
And up by t' canal and by t' pier
Till they come to a door-mat in t' snow sayin' "BOG OFF"
And Boney said "Ey up lads we're there!!"
But the gates of Wigan were bolted tight,
Said Boney, "Ooo what a pest"
And he had another chew of his fingernails,
And stuck his hand up his vest.
There he stood at the gates of Wigan,
Frozen tears ran in lumps down his chin
And he kicked on t' front door with his wellies in temper,
And shouted "Come on then lerrus in!!! "
But there on the front door of Wigan,
A notice he read wi' a groan
"WE HEARD AS 'OW YOU WERE COMIN',
SO WE FLITTED, THERE'S NO ONE AT 'OME."
Boney he were right blazin',
But Wigan were blazin' also
'Cos Lord Mayor 'ad left chip pan on t' gas ring,
And Wigan were all aglow.
Well the flames grew higher and higher,
And Boney he got right depressed
So he had another chew of his fingernails,
And stuck his hand up his vest.
Well Wigan soon burnt down to ashes,
An' it got cowld so they 'ad to retreat
They'd et their boots and socks on t' way,
So they 'ad to walk 'ome in bare feet.
Retreatin' were t' worst part o' t' business,
Cos t' lads were startin' to see red
And they hissed and booed at Boney up front,
An' chucked snowballs at t' back of his head.
Boney were fed up wi' all this,
So that night he worked out a plan
He pawned all t' lads' muskets as they lay there in kip,
An' he come 'ome on t' No. 11 tram.
It were dark when Boney got back to their street,
And stars were twinklin' above
And Boney's passions rose and burst all his buttons,
As he thowt of Josephine his love!!
He opened the door, stamped the snow off his boots,
Stuck his rifle in t' plant pot in th' hall
"I'm 'ome sweety pie light of my life,"
And Josie just shouted rude things.
"Don't think you can go out conquering" she said,
Enjoying yerself wi' t' lads
Yer t' wust bloody stop-out i' Irlam!"
Boney said, "There's no answer to that."
She said, "You've not finished papperin' t' lobby yet,
This 'ouse is a right bloody mess
And you just stand there chewin' your nails,
And stickin' your hand up your vest."
Well she ran downstairs and smashed 'im in t' gob,
An' when he tried to get into bed
She got right nasty and picked up the po,
And smashed it over his head.
So you see what they say in th' hysterical books
Isn't always right
It were Boney that got deaf and dumb breakfast
And Josephine who said 'Not tonight'
'Cos she made him sleep downstairs on t' hearth rug
Tossin' and turnin' without rest
Kickin' the cat and chewin' his nails
And stickin' his hand up his vest!!!
The year 1815
Napoleon were sat in his long johns,
Suppin' Brasso with Josephine.
He'd chewed his nails to the very quick,
So he chewed 'em down to t' slow
He was chewin' very hard when up the back yard
Come a corporal his face all aglow.
Eh bean mon capitain," he cried,
"Sackrit bloo murd alors parlez voox"
And boney spat out a big lump of nail and said
"Bugger me what's to do?"
"It's t'lads cried corporal pickin' his nose,
"We played Wigan at billiards last night
And Wigan lads cheated and give us wobbly cues
And sewed all t pockets up tight"
"Ecky le pecky," cried Boney,
"I'll show 'em which team's the best"
And he had a quick chew of his fingernails
And stuck his hand up his vest.
"Dish out some spud guns and catapults," he cried,
"And give lads pea shooters all round
We'll burn down the pie and peas shops,
And raze chippies down to t' ground."
"Us'll run through Wigan like a dose of salts,
We'll make 'em tremble and quake
We'll loot and we'll pillage and we'll pinch things as well,
And we'll smash all the Eccles cake!"
Well he borrowed the Irlam muck cart,
And some spuds to roast on t' way
And with all of his lads in t' wagon,
'e pointed 'is 'orse Wigan way.
But weather turned rotten to spite him,
It snowed, rained and hailed and all t' rest
And Boney started sulkin' and chewin' his nails,
And stickin' his hand up his vest.
Soon the horse wouldn't go no further,
It were weary and smelly and old
And it asked for a blanket and Time and a Half,
And boots for workin' in t' cold.
Well they traipsed through the snow for a fortneet,
Dischuffed to the knickers they were
They'd icicles hangin' from their nom de plumes,
And tricycles hung from their hair.
So they traipsed through t' slush round slag heaps,
And up by t' canal and by t' pier
Till they come to a door-mat in t' snow sayin' "BOG OFF"
And Boney said "Ey up lads we're there!!"
But the gates of Wigan were bolted tight,
Said Boney, "Ooo what a pest"
And he had another chew of his fingernails,
And stuck his hand up his vest.
There he stood at the gates of Wigan,
Frozen tears ran in lumps down his chin
And he kicked on t' front door with his wellies in temper,
And shouted "Come on then lerrus in!!! "
But there on the front door of Wigan,
A notice he read wi' a groan
"WE HEARD AS 'OW YOU WERE COMIN',
SO WE FLITTED, THERE'S NO ONE AT 'OME."
Boney he were right blazin',
But Wigan were blazin' also
'Cos Lord Mayor 'ad left chip pan on t' gas ring,
And Wigan were all aglow.
Well the flames grew higher and higher,
And Boney he got right depressed
So he had another chew of his fingernails,
And stuck his hand up his vest.
Well Wigan soon burnt down to ashes,
An' it got cowld so they 'ad to retreat
They'd et their boots and socks on t' way,
So they 'ad to walk 'ome in bare feet.
Retreatin' were t' worst part o' t' business,
Cos t' lads were startin' to see red
And they hissed and booed at Boney up front,
An' chucked snowballs at t' back of his head.
Boney were fed up wi' all this,
So that night he worked out a plan
He pawned all t' lads' muskets as they lay there in kip,
An' he come 'ome on t' No. 11 tram.
It were dark when Boney got back to their street,
And stars were twinklin' above
And Boney's passions rose and burst all his buttons,
As he thowt of Josephine his love!!
He opened the door, stamped the snow off his boots,
Stuck his rifle in t' plant pot in th' hall
"I'm 'ome sweety pie light of my life,"
And Josie just shouted rude things.
"Don't think you can go out conquering" she said,
Enjoying yerself wi' t' lads
Yer t' wust bloody stop-out i' Irlam!"
Boney said, "There's no answer to that."
She said, "You've not finished papperin' t' lobby yet,
This 'ouse is a right bloody mess
And you just stand there chewin' your nails,
And stickin' your hand up your vest."
Well she ran downstairs and smashed 'im in t' gob,
An' when he tried to get into bed
She got right nasty and picked up the po,
And smashed it over his head.
So you see what they say in th' hysterical books
Isn't always right
It were Boney that got deaf and dumb breakfast
And Josephine who said 'Not tonight'
'Cos she made him sleep downstairs on t' hearth rug
Tossin' and turnin' without rest
Kickin' the cat and chewin' his nails
And stickin' his hand up his vest!!!
Back on track for car purchase...
Sticky, get yer mitts on one of these...
http://findit.co.uk/cars/lancia/integrale/1804271.php
Same custard yella, 4wd and goes nowhere fast
Sticky, get yer mitts on one of these...
http://findit.co.uk/cars/lancia/integrale/1804271.php
Same custard yella, 4wd and goes nowhere fast
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