18-01-2020, 02:21 PM
Thanks for the kind offer Chris. My engine was originally built by Walt Wheaton and Andy Hastings along the lines of Chris Goulds record attempt motor, except mine was designed to be super-charged. The engine developed 32.5bhp at 5000rpm on Stuart Rolts dyno which was one of the most accurate around, having tested many well known Austin 7 engines. The supercharger was subsequently removed and I think the engine was just as powerful but it lacked the prodigious torque it had when blown. In unblown form it was rather more useable as it did not boil up when stopped at traffic lights!
I once broke down just outside the village in North Yorkshire where I live whilst out on a test run. To my horror a police car pulled up behind me and out stepped Mr Plod, I suspect purely out of interest. I was a bit surprised as there is only ever one police car through the village during the week, at around 4.00pm on a Sunday, and my run was on a mid-week morning. As I was working out how to explain to him that it was not currently taxed he asked if he could look under the bonnet. I opened the bonnet as requested and he nearly had his eye-brows singed, the exhaust manifold was glowing cherry red whilst there was ice on the inlet manifold. 'Very Interesting' he said and after I told him it would be okay when it had cooled down he went on his way, much to my relief.
This is the same engine that destroyed a cylinder bore on a holiday to Grantown on Spey in the Highlands. It was still running but ended up consuming a gallon of oil every 25 miles. My progress was visible from space as a trail of white smoke. I remember stopping in Kelso at the KwiK-Save supermarket and buying eight gallons of cheap oil at £1.99 a gallon. It successfully got over Carter Bar and was going like a train through Otterburn ranges when progress was halted by Andy Hastings breaking the crank in his Ulsteroid. He had been following me and most of my engine oil appeared to have ended up on him and his car. When the recovery truck arrived for his car I convinced the driver that my car was equally knackered and I hitched a ride back to Boltby!
I once broke down just outside the village in North Yorkshire where I live whilst out on a test run. To my horror a police car pulled up behind me and out stepped Mr Plod, I suspect purely out of interest. I was a bit surprised as there is only ever one police car through the village during the week, at around 4.00pm on a Sunday, and my run was on a mid-week morning. As I was working out how to explain to him that it was not currently taxed he asked if he could look under the bonnet. I opened the bonnet as requested and he nearly had his eye-brows singed, the exhaust manifold was glowing cherry red whilst there was ice on the inlet manifold. 'Very Interesting' he said and after I told him it would be okay when it had cooled down he went on his way, much to my relief.
This is the same engine that destroyed a cylinder bore on a holiday to Grantown on Spey in the Highlands. It was still running but ended up consuming a gallon of oil every 25 miles. My progress was visible from space as a trail of white smoke. I remember stopping in Kelso at the KwiK-Save supermarket and buying eight gallons of cheap oil at £1.99 a gallon. It successfully got over Carter Bar and was going like a train through Otterburn ranges when progress was halted by Andy Hastings breaking the crank in his Ulsteroid. He had been following me and most of my engine oil appeared to have ended up on him and his car. When the recovery truck arrived for his car I convinced the driver that my car was equally knackered and I hitched a ride back to Boltby!