Ever heard the phrase "you get what you pay for"? I often think that had I spent 5-6k [in my dreams!] on a TR8 that I would have a very pretty one with no dead engine or rattle problems and a very tidy interior. Well I didn't. And it shows! This morning it is booked in at Phil's and if he can't tune it no bugger can. It's a good job too as the 2½ mile journey to work was rather painful. The engine felt like it had been sabotaged with a pot of custard.
Unfortunately it decided to stop once I had entered the gates at work - right in the middle of the car park. A rather large Pole came to my rescue and there was much merriment at my expense. Crappy old nail. It is perhaps not a shocker that the day I bought it, TR7s were placed in the top 10 of the nation's most dungy cars! It's lucky there is not a hammer in the boot.
At least it starts first time ...
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