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Not sure I'd put any obstruction in front of the rad...

Keep an eye out for Kimi and a choc ice

In my experience, it's fairly commonplace amongst rural and farming communities, both young and old.

So answer my question then: Would you mix the Bridgestones? If the answer is yes then fair enough, if not then why do it with the Goodyears?

Pics of the Cayenne tubby plz You're going to struggle to overcome the anti-syphon measure, so personally I'd just drop the rear backbox and spend the week driving around in the first three gears

Probably for the long game, but: Sneak some big f*ckers into the house, very early AM in the dark. Dad goes out at the same time every evening, doesn't matter where. Outside the police station would be a good idea. Scrotes break in. Big f*ckers call police, then your Dad, then they go outside and pin the scrotes to the ground LEGALLY (easy done). Police rock up, all caught in the act with CCTV (which is why your big f*ckers need to be clever/careful), job's a carrot. Of course, you needn't use big f*ckers (I'm going to start a protection company with that name!) at all, you could get anyone to call the police and just wait, but I'd want to make sure they got caught.

Clicky Should give a reasonable idea, you can try the same with AT et al.

I suspect I wouldn't be the only person who would say that driving on mixed tyres across the same axle is a pretty daft idea. Unless they are identical tyres, then they should be treated as completely different: Would you mix RE040s and RE050As across an axle? That said, I have a thread coming tomorrow which could prove rather interesting...

Probably because they're fairly sensible, really. Very few people tend to get caught ever so slightly over the limit, and if they are then by the time they get back to the station for the proper test they're usually found to be under. Much like France (and why their new breathalyser law is pointless), those over the limit are waaaaay over the limit, and reducing it won't stop them doing it. I could see an argument that our limit could be reduced to 0.5mg/ml from the current 0.8mg/ml as is the norm in Europe, which broadly speaking brings the amount down from roughly two pints to a touch over single pint (all usual caveats of course applied), but zero tolerance is an unnecessary and over the top rule that doesn't allow for minor factors such as the cases above and daft things like a single liqueur chocolate after a posh meal, or a sip of wine at a tasting. There are plenty of other things just as damaging to driving concentration such as lack of sleep, fiddling with the radio etc as having a single pint of beer after work. I'd go as far as to suggest that enforcing a 'indicate correctly or £30 fine' measure or a 'stop hogging the middle lane or £30 fine' measure would contribute to a far safer road network than any zero tolerance alcohol policy. We complain that out liberties are eroded by the state, and yet we just want to plod blindly on with a zero tolerance measure of any kind? Sorry, but at some point common sense has to take over here.

Just what I was thinking. A decent lawyer would've sorted that out, easy.

If you're bored, move on. It's only a car and life's too short

Put it this way, it's the only kind of hybrid I would ever consider, and they've gone the right way about incorporating it too.

DO WANT

Bling I could've lived with, but the whole thing just felt so cheap. All the waiting staff were wearing red t-shirts with the horse on them, but they were the same t-shirts you can pick up for £3 off eBay. I've never been a fan of how Ferrari have branded themselves in recent years, but this is the launch of their current flagship sports car: You'd have thought they'd have made a little more of an effort. I felt very self-conscious being clearly the only person in there curious as to how the car drives and feels rather than just looks, which is a shame as that's not what I'd expect from Ferrari. I made myself feel better by drinking my bodyweight in free champagne though Luckily they're not my local dealer, so I think a visit to one slightly away from the posh lot is definitely in order.

Not the first time I've seen that, but it gets more true the more I read it.

Text heavy, sorry! A couple of months back I was fortunate enough to receive an invite to my local OPC to see the new 991 launch. Never having been to a car launch before I had no idea what to expect, however I was bowled over by what I witnessed. Greeted on the door and given a commemorative 991-shaped paperweight, I was then immediately offered a date to test drive the new car, and only then did I really get a chance to go and look over the thing. There were 4 different 991s of various colours and configurations dotted around the showroom and workshop, and a line of all the shapes of 911 over the years from a very early shape to the 997, beautifully done. There were hot and cold canapes handed out by the lovely staff walking around, and pots of incredibly good cheese sticks strategically placed around for you to help yourself. Champagne was free flowing, as were fruit cocktails for the drivers. The music for the evening was provided by a lovely blonde lady who played some jazz saxaphone, just wandering around and mingling. There was a proper presentation of the car by one of the Porsche big nobs, and a video to accompany this showing the original design and some of the engineering too, along with Mr Rohrl ragging the arse off the car. There was a 991-themed questionnaire with prizes, and all of the staff were available to take orders and just chat in general, and they were both relaxed but professional. In short, it was the perfect evening. Fast forward now to last night. The scene: the Ferrari dealership in Kensington, London. The car: The 458 Spyder. Yeah, I got an invite to that too. Myself and my mate Mark rocked up at a fraction past 7pm to find the place full of people wearing suits worth considerably more than my house I suspect, chatting and swilling the champagne or beer or Martini or whatever they asked for. The place was decorated like a school disco, so loads of flashing lights and a dodgy DJ playing current chart 'choons' at a volume that meant you had to shout to hear each other. There was a single 458 Spyder in the middle of the room, and myself and Mark appeared to be the only people interested in it. We got in, had a poke and a prod around (of the car!), tested the seats for comfort and driving position, working out if you'd feel comfortable placing the nose down a country lane (you wouldn't), the usual petrolhead thing. Everyone else stood around drinking and chatting. After about 45mins we were told to stand clear of the car, presumably for the big unveiling. Ferrari bloke got in (at least I presume it was a Ferrari guy, you couldn't tell who was and who wasn't), started the engine, dropped the roof and turned it off again. This was the time for all the TOWIE-styled totty of the evening to descend and get Daddy, both the regular kind and the sugar type, to take a photo of them sitting in it ready for the 5mph pose down the high street. Depressing is not the word. At this point me and Mark wandered off to look at the genuine 250 GTO sat in the corner that no-one was paying any attention to. Now you wouldn't think they'd leave a £12M car open, but they did. Mark got three-quarters of the way inside before three gorillas swooped and politely asked him to remove himself from the car they'd been loaned by Nick Mason... We then meandered downstairs to have poke around of a 599 (nose is too long for me) and the California (oh I do want one of those so much), and then back upstairs to compare the relative benefits of the differing seat options in modern Fezzas. End result: I hate the sport seats as they poke at the back of my knees, but the Daytona ones are lush. Back upstairs to the main gathering and we popped into what I assume is normally the race history room with photos of old GP cars around, and a signed replica of the F10 steering wheel that Alonso used. For this evening however, it was a showroom for Hublot watches. I had a quick gander, but I'm not really a watch person so it was a surprise that I saw one I liked. The salesman clearly saw this and, wrongly sniffing blood, came over and asked me if I wanted to try it on, an offer I accepted. I removed it fairly sharpish after catching a glance of the £7800 sticker price on the back though. TL;DR: Porsche sell to drivers, Ferrari sell to posers. Or at least, they do in the case of these particular cars in these particular locations. I'm very much looking forward to attending the upcoming 981 Boxster launch to be reminded how to launch a car with at least a little bit of class.

Stolen from the Wiki: In the United Kingdom and Denmark (where Super Unleaded must be a minimum of 97 RON), V-Power has a rating of 99 RON. Couldn't find the detail on Shells website.

This. It's an 8-year old car after all, just depends on whether you consider low mileage a priority. That's less than 4K a year, could still be some gremlins hiding in the system possibly. Not saying I wouldn't go for it because of that (I would), but sometimes the higher mileage stuff can be in better condition than the car that's been babied all it's life.

Anything to back that up? you as a porsche driver should know what they have done to it. Something to do with lower quality or semi synth base oils. Alot of people that used the newer one sent it away for analysis and the results was it doesn't lubricate as good and some of the detergents have been taken out. Nothing more than my own personal experience, you? Like I said, there's better stuff out there, but the simple fact that Porsche insist that you put it in all their cars tells you something about the quality of it. I'm not naive enough to think that they chose it specifically because it was the best over any highly lucrative commercial deals, but as a manufacturer you wouldn't want to recommend that any old junk gets put in your engine as you'll be the one dealing with the fallout via warranty claims. It will be of a certain quality, and that's more than can be said for a lot of oils out there. Pretty much anything that gets recommended as OEM will have a higher standard baserate than stuff that doesn't, but you also then get your Motul V stuff et al that is just so much better than anything else out there but is too expensive to use as OEM oil.

It's better than most, but not as good as some.

+1 The extra revs alone make it a more exciting car to drive, even above the 296 cars. Wring its neck and fall in love.

Yes it is.

What about the interior? Did you ever manage to find the rare stuff we talked about last year?

Still applies.