I gots to Getz in front!

Why yes, student in the 53-reg Hyundai Getz, I see you coming. It’s hard not to – you’re the only car in the outside lane of a fairly empty motorway. And I see you are approaching at a speed that I can only assume is making your little 1.3L engine cry out in anguish. But even though you’re travelling considerably faster than I am, you are still a ways behind me, and I would like to get around the lorry that is sitting in my lane. So I will speed up a bit and pass, because I will safely be back in the inside lane before you have closed the gap on me.

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Wait a moment, I’m sorry, now you’re going to have to stay behind me for a minute. There are cars coming down the slip road, and a lorry ahead is pulling into our lane to let them in. Come on now, is there really a need to scrutinise all the minor imperfections of my rear bumper at motorway speeds? Well, I hope your brakes work, because I’m about to use mine to bring us down to 60mph. There we go, now that the lorry has moved back over, I’ll accelerate back up to speed. Ah, I see that’s a difficult task for your little car. Never mind, just keep your foot to the floor and you’ll get there eventually.

Doggedly holding your position in the outside lane, I see, despite the fact that the inside lane is wide open again, and you have a queue of cars behind you who have far less trouble getting up to speed. I’m sorry to leave you behind once more, but I’ve just passed another car, and as I’m approaching another lorry, both of us are going to go around him, once again frustrating your attempts to coax the Getz to V-max.

Here we are, a downhill stretch. I can see you are anticipating this with everything you’ve got, hoping gravity will come to your aid while you continue flogging the Getz. As the inside lane is wide open, I’m just going to reset my cruise control and let you do your thing. Though I can’t hear it, I presume you’ve downshifted to press every last one of those 81bhps into service; after all, to maintain your dominance on this relatively quiet stretch of motorway, you need all the momentum you can get. There you go by, leaning forward determinedly as you stand on the accelerator pedal, doing everything in your power to get that needle to touch 90.

Screen Shot 2017-06-15 at 16.49.11Now, whilst your quest to lead the outside lane pack has been somewhat amusing to watch, particularly as you’ve employed such an inadequate tool for the job, I have noticed that we’re about to go back uphill. Not only that, but there is a third lane available. And it is not a small hill, which means you are going to lose a lot of that momentum you’ve worked so hard to attain. So for my own amusement, I’m going to speed up a little. We’ve reached the valley, and as we begin to head up I can see that you’re losing speed even faster than I anticipated. You briefly think about using this additional outside lane to pass a van, but realise no matter how hard you kick the Getz, it won’t cooperate any longer. Meanwhile, I’m sailing by you with ease, the corners of my mouth ever so slightly turning upwards.

Whether you even notice me, I don’t know. But I’m taking (probably too much) delight in having effortlessly, and without really breaking the speed limit, undone all you’ve worked for over these past several miles, taking a string of frustrated motorists you previously held up along with me.

Farewell, little Getz.

The Bugatti Chiron is boring

I said this last year when it was first revealed at the Geneva Motor Show, and I say it again after last night’s feature on Top Gear: I think the Bugatti Chiron is boring.


There is no doubt that the Chiron is something of a technological marvel. Put your foot down, and the 1487bhp quad-turbo 8.0L W16 will catapult you to 60mph in 2.5 seconds, and only 11 seconds later, to 186mph – yes, that’s nearly 200 miles per hour in less time than it takes most cars to do a standing quarter mile. Hold on long enough, and you’ll reach a top speed that has to be limited to 261mph because the tyres can’t handle more than that. At £2.4 million, it’s almost the definition of exclusivity.

But that’s part of the problem. It’s so exclusive, and so out of reach, that it’s not even worth dreaming about. Never mind the fact that you will never own one, the possibility of even seeing one in the metal is virtually nil. It almost exists in another realm, where only oil sheiks fear to tread.

There is another problem, though, one that Chris Harris unintentionally identified last night on Top Gear, when he said, ‘The Chiron is really just about straightforward speed.’ As would be expected, and as I’m sure it is, he found the acceleration intoxicating. But is that really the point of the Chiron? As accomplished as it is in other areas, is its raison d’être really just to be the fastest in a straight line? We used to criticise the American manufacturers for building cars that were only good for winning drag races, but suddenly it’s acceptable because Bugatti has done it?

This is why the Chiron is boring. It really is just a ‘top trumps’ car. The only reason you would buy it is to be able to say you have the fastest and most exclusive production car available.

I thought it fitting, actually, that Rory Reid drove the Renault Twingo GT in the same episode. You’d never compare a Chiron with a Twingo, of course, but his comments about the ability to actually use all the Twingo’s power on the right roads were apt. It’s the same reason so many people love cars like the Fiesta ST and Golf GTI – they are useable sports cars. They’re not dramatically fast, but they have a level of performance that you can actually explore the limits of. alan They are cars that you can fully enjoy on the right roads. You don’t buy them to one-up the guy in the next lane. You buy them simply for the thrill of driving.

Sure, the Chiron commands a certain ‘wow’ factor. But at the end of the day, I’m left thinking, ‘So what?’

Fuel mileage testing can be fun

As my driving is largely for pleasure, I don’t generally worry about fuel mileage too much. That being said, every now and then I do try and see what kind of mileage I can coax out of my machines. My record with my E39 is 40.3mpg over 154 miles (according to its onboard computer), a figure I have managed twice on some careful motorway journeys.


Sometimes attempting those kinds of records can be fun – I always enjoyed the Top Gear challenges that focused on fuel mileage, such as that in series 12, episode 4, where Clarkson, Hammond, and May attempted a run from Basel, Switzerland to Blackpool on one tank of fuel in a Jaguar XJ, Subaru Legacy, and Volkswagen Polo, respectively. It seemed a fairly boring challenge at first, but ended up being edge-of-your-seat entertainment.

So I was delighted to see on Twitter yesterday that Ed Wiseman, of Telegraph Cars, was going to attempt to drive from Land’s End to John o’Groats on one tank of fuel in a new Vauxhall Insignia 1.6 diesel. Vauxhall claims 70.6mpg combined on the Insignia, and with a 62-litre tank, the range for that kind of journey is theoretically there.

Ed posted regular updates along the way, and if you click the tweet above, you can follow his journey. And this is why Twitter is fun, because as he neared the end this morning, the drama was building. The onboard computer stopped showing the distance remaining, and as he counted down the miles, you began to wonder if the next tweet would be an image of him stranded on the side of the road.

So, did he make it? Find out here…

The drivers of 50mph work zones

You’re cruising down the motorway, eating up the miles, when you see that dreaded sign. Roadworks, two miles ahead. And not just that, but it’s a 13-mile long stretch of 50mph road, peppered with everyone’s favourite government revenue maker, the average speed camera.

You continue along until you see the first of the 50mph signs. Two things happen at this point. First, a number of cars slam on their brakes, seemingly taken by surprise at the sudden change in speed limit and expecting heavy fines if they are doing anything over 50 the instant they pass the sign. The rest all dive for the outside lane, forcing a bunch-up, and thus more heavy brake usage. You hang back a bit, taking your foot off the accelerator, letting the car gradually slow to 50, and then switch on the cruise control.


Wisdom dictates that this would be the easy way through this section of road, and you think most people would figure this out. But alas, it’s only a matter of moments before you realise that no one knows what they’re doing.

You initially find yourself in the outside lane, passing those who slowed to 47 two miles back. Not half a mile into the work zone, you find your rear-view mirror rapidly filling with Audi, its driver blissfully unaware of how average speed cameras actually work. He’s convinced that as long as he’s doing 50 when he passes under the speed cameras, he’ll be fine. Everything in between is open season. After you gradually pass the lorry to your left, you move over, and he races by.

Resetting the cruise control to 50, you spot a Focus ahead. She looks to be comfortably cruising at 46, so it should be quick work getting round her, especially as the outside lane is clear. Without adjusting the speed, you approach, indicate, and move over. Only, suddenly the Focus is passing you, the presence of another car in her peripheral vision causing a reflex in her right foot. Before you know it, she’s switched the indicator on, ready to get around the Peugeot she is now rapidly approaching. She moves over, and immediately takes her foot off the accelerator, matching the speed of the car you thought she was going to pass. A back-and-forth game now ensues, as her unsteady foot can’t decide between 46 and 51. You close the gap between your two cars ever so slightly in the hopes that she’ll understand the error of her ways. After a few miles of fluctuation, she finally clears the Peugeot and moves back to the inside lane, and you sail by (only to notice the Peugeot pull out to pass, as she’s settled back down to 46, ready to begin the back-and-forth game again).

Back at 50, you see a Jaguar in the outside lane for no apparent reason, as the road ahead looks wide open. As you crest a slight hill, you then realise that there is a car over a mile ahead that you are closing in on incrementally. Mr Jag has his cruise control set at 49, ready to overtake the as-yet-undistinguishable car in the inside lane ahead doing 48.7, probably sometime next week. Wanting to honour the Highway Code’s rules on passing, you move in behind him and switch off your cruise control, assuming he will realise that there is more than enough time for him to move over and let you pass before he passes the car ahead. But no, he is resolute in his determination to occupy the outside lane. You start to wonder if it’s worth darting round him in the inside lane just to make a point, when the work zone ends, and the motorway again opens up to three lanes.

Once again cruising at 70, you give thanks that traffic wasn’t heavy, knowing that all of the above would have compounded to cause both lanes of traffic to crawl through the work zone at 39.

Why do some roads attract all the bad drivers?

It is interesting that some roads seem to attract all the bad drivers at once. You can drive miles and miles of motorway or cruise around town only occasionally encountering a bad driver, but then suddenly find yourself on a stretch of road where you feel like you’re fighting for your life with every passing mile.

The A171 between Middlesbrough and Whitby is such a road.

I often use Whitby as a base for exploring the North Yorkshire Moors, but to get there from my house requires driving that stretch of the A171. After today, I’m nearly ready to give up on it, though. It wasn’t even terribly busy at 10:30am, but I was tailgated numerous times, subjected to a couple of reckless 90mph+ overtakes, and nearly hit by someone attempting to cut me off in a roundabout just to get in front.


All this paled in comparison to the lunatic in a Ford Kuga who suddenly decided he didn’t want me to pass him going up Birk Brow, and proceeded to nearly roll his vehicle trying to get around me in the bend pictured above using the inside lane. Little wonder they’ve got a couple of the signs pictured below posted along the route.


This isn’t a one-time occurrence, either. It seems to be the case every time I travel the A171. So what is it that makes people drive like maniacs along a particular stretch of road? The A171 is certainly not a boring road – it has good scenery and enough sweeping curves to make it an involving and enjoyable drive. Hit it on a good day, and you’ll find most cars happily cruising along at the speed limit. What possible reason could people have to drive so recklessly all the time, then? Surely no one can be in a hurry to get to a tourist town like Whitby on a Saturday.

Any ideas?

Beauty and power

Some properly beautiful cars came out of Britain in the 1960s, including AC’s Cobra. Just look at those lines!

The car became well-known when the American tuner, Carroll Shelby, begin stuffing powerful V8 engines under the bonnet, most famously Ford’s 7.0L 427 ‘side oiler’, making 425bhp (on paper – manufacturers of the day notoriously understated power figures for insurance purposes). Though it was a financial disaster for Shelby, it dominated on the track due to its power-to-weight ratio. 

To this day, it’s the 427 Cobra that every young petrolhead dreams of, and understandably so: it has an in-your-face factor that’s hard to beat, especially when that massive V8 thunders out of un-silenced side pipes. But I’d much rather have the 289, like the example above, because while it would still have the commanding V8 presence and noise, it would be much more driveable.

(The car pictured above is a recreation by Hawk Cars – originals really can’t be found for under £250,000 – and is currently for sale on eBay.)

Look how far they’ve come

Up until recently, American cars were really only good for two things: going fast in straight lines, and lazily floating along endless miles of straight motorways. Their sports cars were no different, and on the track, anything European with even half the power would easily leave them in the dust. However, in the last decade or so, the Americans have suddenly gotten very serious about turning their sports cars into proper sports cars, and nowhere is that more evident than in the latest Corvette and Camaro.

Motor Trend
recently put the new Corvette Grand Sport, pictured top, up against one of the best handling cars of all time, the Porsche 911 Carrera S, and the former lapped Willow Springs nearly a whole second faster (see the first video below, starting at 16:10). Similarly, the new Camaro ZL1 recently lapped the Nürburgring in 7:29.6, which is not only more than 11 seconds faster than the previous ZL1, but is quicker than some of the fastest supercars currently in production, including the McLaren 650S and Lamborghini Gallardo LP570-4 Superleggera (see the second video below).

It is really an astonishing achievement for Chevrolet to have built two sports cars that
can compete – indeed, dominate – at this level in such a short amount of time. And as someone who’s long been a fan of shouty V8-powered muscle cars, it’s nice to see them finally holding their own on the track. Now to address the interior build quality issues…

Do I need to stop calling myself a petrolhead?

Perhaps I need to stop calling myself a petrolhead.

To be sure, I fit the criteria in all sorts of ways. I’ve memorised the technical data for far too many cars since the mid-90s. My head snaps round whenever I hear the rumble of a V8. I take photos of random cars in car parks. And I do most of the repair work on my cars.

But I’m reluctant to let go of good cars. And this is where I begin to question my petrolhead status, because a real petrolhead would be buying and selling cars regularly, trying out and experiencing different things.

My first car was a 1994 Mazda 626. I had it for eight years. It was fairly boring, both to drive and to look at, but it was remarkably reliable and decently comfortable. In the summers, I did fortnightly 700-mile round trips at the weekends, and it never missed a beat. The head gasket finally gave out around 194,000 miles, but up until that point, almost nothing had ever gone wrong with it. I had a chance to buy several other cars, including an ‘85 Camaro Z28, and a late-70s Malibu that someone had stuffed with a big-block Chevy (I was living in Canada at the time). Those would have been fun, and I sometimes regret not being more adventurous.

I find myself in the same situation again now. Last October I bought a BMW 528i for bangernomics money. And I bought it with the intention of keeping it for a year at the most, and then moving on to something else. Paying so little for the car meant that I wasn’t going to lose any money on it, and in that price bracket on eBay, the pickings were (and continue to be) rich. Finding another car wouldn’t be a problem. All these below are going for £500-1000, have reasonable mileage, and good service histories.


So here I am, two months away from a one-year anniversary with the E39. I’m spending a lot of time on eBay, and I have no less than 10 cars on my watch list. I have even put bids on a few. But I’m hesitant to really make an effort to find something else. Why? Because every time I get behind the wheel of the BMW, I’m reminded of how much I love it. The car drives beautifully. It looks good. Every Saturday, when I take my boys out for a drive, it glides across the countryside, evidently enjoying being given room to breath and stretch its legs. It runs well. It recently completed an 850-mile road trip without any issue, soaking up the motorway miles, and providing ample comfort and space for a family of four. And sure, it could do with a little bodywork, the aircon needs a re-gas, and I think the bearings on the clutch are a bit worn, but I’m certain it will do another 100,000 miles with ease.

Are there lots of other cars that could do the same? No doubt. But I’m not a gambling man, and I find myself balking at the idea of trading the E39 for something else when I don’t know whether it will treat me as well.

Where do I hand in my petrolhead card?

Adding to the fleet: Our ‘02 SEAT Leon Cupra

We’re a one-car family. At least we were, and the plan was to continue as such until next year, when a job change would necessitate a second car. It just happened that when I was scrolling through eBay this week, we found a car that would suit my wife perfectly.

She’s always wanted a Golf or a Leon. She likes hatchbacks, and the Mark IV Golf and Mark I Leon have been some of her favourites. On Sunday morning, I was on eBay and spotted this Leon Cupra. The advert fit all the requirements, so I sent a message to the seller, who responded to my questions almost instantly. Everything looked good – service history,
low mileage, and a brand new MOT with no advisories. The rest is history, and yesterday we brought it home.


The car is for my wife, but I’m not going to lie – I’m a bit excited to have the Cupra in the drive. I could’ve got her a boring little fuel efficient Leon, but why would you when you could get a 1.8T for the same price? (She already commented earlier, ‘This thing really likes to go!’) This is the 180bhp model, and it’s an eager and lively little thing. The engine pulls strong, the 6-speed gearbox is a slick little unit, and it feels light and agile. Most importantly, there is no evidence the car has been abused. On the whole, it nicely fits both our individual requirements: small and useful for her, quick and fun to drive for me.

I don’t think there’s much to do to it at this point. We did 150 miles in it yesterday and it drove just fine. It could probably use a tune-up, and I’ll clean the throttle body and MAF sensor and what not, but it’s mostly little things like that. The brakes are great, and front end feels nice and tight. And whilst silver isn’t my favourite colour for a car, after a wash and a quick polish this morning, it has cleaned up nicely.


The previous owner made a few minor modifications, including the RS6-style wheels you see in the photos. I quite like the look, but at this point I’m planning to remove those and go back to the orginal wheels, as these 45 profiles make the ride too jittery for my liking.  I don’t imagine the standard 205/55R16′s will take much away from the handling, but I’m
willing to sacrifice a little handling for a bit of extra cushion. After all, I’ve got no plans to use this as a track car.


So, it’s not quite a hot hatch, as that label would go with the Cupra R; perhaps it’s a warm hatch? Either way, I’m looking forward to getting to know the Cupra.

If you want to sell me your car, here‘s what I‘m looking for

I’m always on the hunt for another car, and there are few days that go by in which I don’t spend at least five minutes on eBay scrolling through what’s on offer. In the past few weeks, I’ve been searching much more regularly, and have made some observations on the type of adverts sellers are posting, most of which are quite poor. So what makes for a good eBay ad?


In the first place, there are certain terms and phrases that just need to be avoided. For instance, don’t tell me your car is a ‘barn find’ unless you’ve actually found it in a barn. PetrolBlog has already covered this, so I don’t need to add to that. Please also avoid the term ‘future classic’. That seems to be a favourite of most people selling a car that’s more than 15 years old. But unless you’ve been given a prophetic vision of the future detailing which cars are to be considered classics in two decades, just avoid the term. It can’t be used as justification for the higher price you’re asking. Another phrase that needs to go is ‘FIRST TO SEE WILL BUY’ – yes, all in capital letters. This is a favourite of trade sellers. The advert and photos should speak for themselves, and will usually decide for me whether I’m interested in moving towards purchasing the vehicle or not. If you have to say ‘first to see will buy’, I can’t help but wonder why you need to specify that. Is it simply that you can’t be bothered to post a decent ad, or have you got something to hide?

Second, one of the simplest and easiest things you can to do make your ad stand out is to upload good photos. Even a year-old mid-range mobile phone will take perfectly acceptable photos in the right lighting. Clean and detail your car (or go get it professionally valeted), and then go park it in a nice place, during the day – empty roads or car parks always work well – and take some well-aimed and well-focused shots. I want to see all the angles of the exterior, I want to see close-ups of any damage, I want some good photos of the interior, and at least one shot of the engine bay. Don’t block out the registration, because I want to run checks on the car’s MOT history, and I’ll only assume you’re hiding something. If you claim to have a full service history and receipts/invoices, I want a photo of that as well. If you don’t post photos of these things, I want you to be wiling to do so when I ask for them (see below). When it then comes to uploading your photos to eBay, do so in high resolution, and for goodness’ sake, don’t take photos in portrait mode!


After you’ve done that, write a good advert. Tell me all about the car. How long you’ve owned it, your experience of owning and driving it, the kind of work that’s been done to it, and why you’re selling it. And be honest – if you’ve had some problems, just tell me about them. If there are any current faults, list them, and unless you know for sure, don’t tell me they are an easy/cheap fix, because if they really are, I’ll be wondering why you haven’t done it yourself. Remember, this is not a little classified ad in a newspaper. You have lots of space on eBay to talk about the car. I don’t want to have to send a bunch of emails back and forth asking all kinds of questions that should have already been addressed in the advert.

Finally, and related to that, how well you communicate tells me a whole lot about you and the car you’re selling. I was recently in communication with a seller who I emailed asking for some more information about a car. Two things in the process of communicating with him put me off. The first thing was his unwillingness to communicate with me on my terms. I had a list of about four questions, and in reply to my initial email, he simply told me to ring him. I wrote back saying I preferred to communicate by email because it was easier for me to keep track of what we’d talked about. He then wrote back answering my questions, but only partially, and again insisted that I ring him (this time in all caps). The second thing was his seeming reticence to go into more detail about the car. The advert claimed the car had a full service history, and so one of the things I asked for was a photo of the paperwork and service book. If he had just put them on the table in a stack and taken a photo of them, I would’ve been happy. But he replied saying he was unable to send a photo of the paperwork. Naturally, this sent up a red flag about the car in question. The point is that if you really want to sell your car, I’m expecting much more enthusiastic communication from you. Show a willingness to respond to my queries, be detailed, and be as prompt as you can in replying.

There are hundreds of thousands of vehicles for sale on eBay. If you really want your advert to stand out and want to sell your car quickly, these few simple things will go a long way to helping you do that. And since I am potentially handing over a significant amount of money, I have no reason to expect anything less.