This weekend I should've been racing at Pembrey. With the car still in pieces, that wasn't an option, so I pressed on with getting it working again. And apart from a quick bike ride on Sunday morning, that's what I did. I *think* I've now very nearly reached the stage where all the dismantling and fixing and making new bits is finished, and (apart from the bodywork) it's simply a matter of putting everything together again. Still, the weekend's work did throw up a few surprises. |
With the new top rocker arms finished, the next jig to make was the
one for the rear trailing arms. I needed at least one new trailing arm since the one on the driver's side of the
car had been wrapped round the chassis in the crash, and had been bananananerified in the process. Having said that, making up new trailing arms was something I was going to do anyway. When I modified the old trailing arms, to make them into a J-shape, I'd calculated the height of the damper mount, relative to the bushes at either end, on the basis that I'd be using my old Nitron shocks. After they fell apart, I got some ProTech dampers instead, but these were an inch shorter than the Nitrons when fully-extended. As a result, once I'd wound the spring seats up to the position where the car had a 20mm rake (the front of the car being 20mm lower than the rear) the dampers were nearly at the end of their travel. Also, there was a suspicion that due to the hockey-stick shape, and the fact that as a result the bottom of the trailing arms were less than 75mm off the ground, strictly speaking my car didn't comply with the ride height regs. And, if that wasn't enough, it was a right swine putting the car on the trailer as the trailer ramps wouldn't slide underneath the trailing arms. So lots of good reasons to replace them with some less 'hockey-sticked' versions. This jig is actually based on my old jig, although given that the old jig was just a bit of MDF with two 1/2" holes in it, it didn't provide much assistance. Especially as I couldn't even use the existing holes... |
The bonnet's now back in one piece again, so this time I think it is simply a question of filling and sanding and painting. I've still got to repair the damage to the rear tub, but that's relatively straightforward. The next big job was to fix the rear axle by replacing the casing. That's a faff due to the large amount of stuff (mostly braking related) strapped to it. |
By this point, despite the confirmation that the axle was indeed a bit badgered, everything seemed to be going well, and it looked as though it would be soon time to start putting things together again. However, once I'd removed the rear axle it soon became apparent that my initial conclusion that the chassis hadn't sustained any damage wasn't entirely correct. Once again, it's difficult to show in a photo since everything's black, but it's obvious even from this poxy photo that there's something wrong here. What has happened is that the nose of the axle has hit the upright chassis member at the back of the transmission tunnel, and has largely flattened it. This has caused the panel on the rear of the rear bulkhead to become creased. Strangely but happily the panel on the front of the bulkhead (i.e. the other side of the bent panel in the photo) is still completely flat. Tempting as it was just to ignore this - the bulkhead's a lot beefier than the standard lightweight Fury chassis as I've added diagonals to the rear bulkhead which aren't there on the factory chassis - I decided that racing with a partially crumpled chassis would, upon mature reflection, be pretty bloody stupid. So I'll have to chop out the bent bit of chassis and weld in a new section. This means:
Excellent. Better get stuck in then... |
I'm quite glad I decided the chop out the damaged chassis tube rather than trusting that it would OK as it was. Although it's not as clear as it could be from the photo - the camera has decided inconveniently to focus on the floor rather than the thing in front of it - the square section of tubing is no longer square in the middle, it's triangular. The two sides that got clobbered by the rampaging diff nose have been squashed flat. I can't really thing, however, of any way of stopping this happening in a large shunt - the only alternative would be to make the Panhard rod really strong, to stop the axle from moving, but I suspect that would result simply in either chassis damage where the Panhard rod attaches, or even more damage to the rear axle. I suppose one alternative would be to have some sort of sacrificial crushable structure in between the diff nose and the chassis tubes - the trouble is, there's not really enough space to insert anything of a reasonable thickness between the diff nose and the chassis tubes. I suppose the best answer is not to have large shunts in the first place... |
With all the new parts made (nearly), all the bent bits of chassis chopped out and the repair work to the bonnet if not complete then substantially underway, it was time to start putting things back together again. I decided that it would be sensible to start at the back of the car and then work forwards, if only because that would mean I'd get the 'orrible job of refitting the rear axle out of the way nice and early. It's a pig of a job to do single-handed, as it involves balancing a rather large, unwieldy and nose-heavy axle on a trolley jack while trying to nudge it into position with yet another hand you don't have but need in order to do the job... |
Once the rear axle was reconnected to the trailing and leading arms,
and supported by the trolley jack, I could reinstall the rest of the rear suspension (the Panhard rod and the dampers),
the rear brakes (discs, calipers, handbrake cables and hydraulic lines) and replace the wheel speed sensors with
some new ones from RS, after shortening the mounts so as to increase the clearance between the sensors and the
wheel stud heads. I've fitted the dampers all round with new, slightly stiffer springs, going up to 180lb/in from 150s. The car's just a wee bit too soft, as is evident from its propensity to go onto three wheels, and is a bit too rolly-polly round the corners. I've also fitted the dampers with some new longer bump-stops. This is, to be honest, a major case of 'me-too-ism' on the basis that many other RGB racers have longer progressive bump-stops so I thought I'd try it. Now I had been planning to use the same ones as Tim uses on his car, of course, which are Powerflex SAF026 bump-stops. However, although there are a couple of places on the 'net which claim to sell these, it appears that they don't in fact have any. Powerflex's factory burned down a while back, and while they've re-engineered the tools for most of their stock, they haven't bothered remanufacturing their range of universal bump-stops. As is traditional with British industry, the fact that there's a demand for a product (and there is - I know a few people who are after these) certainly isn't going to induce a company to produce them. Instead, I ended up having to buy some universal Superflex bushes at 3 times the price. I did ask Superflex's UK distributor whether they had a force-deflection graph for the bushes, and while it appears that they may well do, the distributor said I couldn't have it as 'it wouldn't be useful'. Gee, thanks. So, I'll just have to rely on the Lemon test (suck it and see) to establish whether these bump-stops are any good. If they're not then at least it's easy to remove them. Still, the most significant factor in the car's performance at present is the driver, and upgrading the driver with a heavier right foot (selectively, anyway) is the most important upgrade at this point... |
The radiator was still water-tight after the crash, but it certainly
wasn't straight and I didn't really fancy relying on a banananana-shaped radiator to remain continent. And falling
of the track in a vast puddle of your own boiling-hot coolant is embarrassing. So, new radiator time. When I built the car, and Tim found out I was using a standard OEM Polo radiator, he said it wouldn't be enough to keep the car cool and that I'd need a blingy ali radiator from Rally Design. However, the OEM Polo rads from Advanced Radiators were 23 pounds each, inc VAT and P&P (they've increase in price since) and the blingy ali ones from Rally Design are a wee bit pricier at £220 plus VAT plus P&P. In fact, while the oil and water temperatures are OK with the oil cooler, they could do with being a bit lower so I splashed out on a blingy ali rad from Rally Design. However, as you can see from the photo, it's quite a bit narrower than the Polo rad I've been using (hence the mounts and the radiator bosses don't line up). In the long-term I'll modify the mounts and may use this to my advantage to have the oil cooler and radiator side-by-side rather than stacked one in front of the other. However, for now I don't have the time to start fannying around doing this, so it's back to the OEM Polo rad. Happily I bought three of them many years ago, so I've got one I can fit to the car and still have one spare. |
One of the ongoing problems I've had with the Furyracer is the nearside
front brakes, which keep on binding. I refaced the mounting surfaces for the calipers, but I don't think that's
really cured it. One other problem was that there was some run-out on the offside front brake disc, although this
wasn't a problem with the disc but a problem with the hub. An entirely self-induced problem, I should add - when
I was trying to install a set of new wheel-studs (which were the wrong size, which wasn't due to me) I'd tried
knocking them in with a hammer and in doing so had inadvertently damaged the surface on the hubs which the brake
disc attaches too. I'd tried filing it flat again (there was no obvious way to mount it in the lathe and use that
to skim it flat) but without total success. Given that these were still the heavy old iron Escort hubs, the obvious answer was to splash some cash and get some new aluminium hubs. Should be an easy answer, but it isn't. The front uprights on the FuryRacer are Escort MkII front struts, cut down and modified to make them into uprights. There are two types of Escort MkII front struts - a spindly one used on the base 1.1/1.3/1.6 models and a chunkier one used on the RS2000 model. The latter is also used on Capris. There are lots of ali hubs which fit onto the RS2000/Capri uprights, and they come in various flavours, some with wheel studs and oversized bearings (Grp4 spec) and some without. However, the Furies almost invariably use the spindlier uprights from the lower-spec models as they're lighter and we don't need the extra strength provided by the RS2000 models, unlike the Escort rally boys. Again, there are various companies which claim to make hubs for standard Escort struts. MNR are one of them, having taken over the remains of Raceleda's business. But although they still advertise them, they don't still make them. At least, I understand from other people that they no longer make them - they never bothered to return my call or reply to my e-mail asking them to confirm this. This left one company which was still selling suitable aluminium hubs - HiSpec. Now, I haven't had the greatest of experiences with HiSpec in the past, and wasn't particularly keen about providing them with more cash. But it turned out that Tim already had a pair of HiSpec Escort hubs going spare - pictured on the left. |
However, there are two problems with these hubs. The first, and most serious, is that they don't fit - as Tim had warned me. It seems remarkable that a company specialising in making automotive parts should be unable to copy what is, essentially, a pretty basic part but I can confirm that it definitely doesn't fit. The problem appears to be that the recess for the inside wheel bearings (the larger ones nearest to the upright) has been machined too deep. This means that if you install the wheel bearings, and then try and install the hub on the upright, the inner face of the hub hits the upright before the bearing is seated properly. Quite a fundamental problem, really. |
This left me with, essentially, three options. Option one was to source a new pair of standard iron front hubs, but they seem pretty rare these days and of course there's no guarantee that they wouldn't be bust or out of true in some way. Option two was to try and skim the disc mounting face on the existing hub, but this would have involved significant time and effort in finding a way to mount it in the lathe and at the end of the day I'd still have heavy iron hubs. Option three was to buy a new set of Hi Spec hubs and hope that they fitted rather better than Tim's pair. Option 3 involved spending the most money but was potentially the one which involved least time. And being shorter of time than money, that's the option I went for. |
The new aluminium hubs were supplied reasonably promptly (with a week
anyway) and are clearly a very different design to those supplied to Tim. Rather chunkier, and presumably easier
to machine, although it's gratifying to see that the brake disc mounting holes are helicoiled. And they do fit.
Sort of. The fundamental problem with Tim's hubs is still present, but less so. Rather than the bearings being 10mm or so too deep in the hubs, it's more like 3mm. Annoyingly this does mean reshimming the wheel speed sensor and even more annoyingly it looks as though I'll have to grind most of the heads off the bolts holding the bracket for the wheel speed sensor onto the upright. I think that'll give everything enough clearance (although presumably I'll also have to reshim the brake caliper mounting blocks) and allow me to use the HiSpec hubs. Then all I've got to do is set up the suspension alignment, change the front LHS caliper, bleed the brakes, respray and mount the bonnet, and repair the main tub. In fact, the main problem at the moment is that George Polley still haven't got the wheels I ordered back in June, so at present it looks like I'll be racing on cut wets at Silverstone regardless of what the weather's like... |
I got to Silverstone at 3:40, with the last test session starting at
4:20, so spent 40 minutes running around signing on for testing, entering the Allcomers race the next day, changing
the wheels from the partially-broken set with dry weather tyres on to the unused wets, and getting changed into
my race suit. Having run around like a headless chicken to get all this done by 4.20, they then held us in the
pitlane for 15 minutes while they recovered an MR2 which had rolled end-over-end and been reduced to little more
than a crumpled shell. It was during this time that I remembered that I hadn't checked the tyre pressures on the
wet weather tyres, and so had no idea what they were. Still, there was nothing I could do about it sat in the pitlane.
Eventually they managed to scoop up the larger chunks of MR2 scattered over the circuit, and we then had about
10 minutes on track, which was largely pointless save to reassure me that nothing fell off the car, that the rFactor
version of the Silverstone National circuit was really rather accurate, and that the brakes appeared to be working
properly. Oh, and it turns out that it required 8 full turns of the brake bias adjuster to get the brakes feeling
like they ought to... Test session over, I took the two damaged wheels over to George Polley's trailer to have the tyres fitted to my new wheels, which had finally arrived. As it turned out, the rear tyre was too badly damaged to be reused, but the front was OK, so I ended up with one new tyre on the car and three worn ones. However, they weren't very worn so I didn't think this would be an issue. Having got all this sorted, I erected my new pop-up tent (the one I used at Brands had been mortally wounded by the fact that the inflatable mattress I'd inflated inside it was slightly larger than the internal dimensions of the tent itself), had a couple of beers, and slept like baby until six on Saturday morning. |
After I got back from the very brief test session on Friday afternoon,
I saw lots of cars congregating near the scrutineering bay. I wondered why at the time, but was too busy getting
wheels and tyres sorted and wondering why the hell I hadn't bought a pop-up tent earlier to find out. It turns
out that the scrutes were around and open for business, despite the fact that officially scrutineering didn't start
until Saturday morning. In hingsight, it would've been much better to get the car scrutineered on Friday. I'd entered the Allcomers race at the last moment on the Friday - I need to get six signatures on my licence before I can do the Birkett 6 hour relay race at the end of the season, and to get a signature I need to finish a race. I didn't get a signature at Snett last year because I forgot to take my upgrade card along. I didn't get a signature at Snett this year because I didn't finish the race. I got two sigs at Brands, since I finished both races, but none at the second Brands meeting due to the fact I didn't even manage to start the races. So that means two signatures, and four to get. If I finished both the RGB race and the Allcomers, I'd be a good way to getting the six I need. However, this meant the timing was a bit tight for Saturday morning. Because I'd never raced at Silverstone before, I had to attend the first time drivers briefing. I can sort of see the logic in having these but personally I've always found them a total waste of time. The clerk of the course (or whoever is conducting the briefing) talks you round the circuit, but since I've invariably both driven it on rFactor and tested on the circuit already that's telling me nothing I didn't know already. We're reminded, yet-a-bloody-gain, about keeping all four wheels on the circuit (OK, point taken, no need for repetition) and told lots of stuff which applies at every circuit (spot the marshal posts on the first lap of practice/qualifying, assemble in the assembly area when called to do so, leave the circuit after the race, be excellent to each other etc. etc.). On this occasion the need to attend this rather pointless hearing was particularly unwelcome, since scrutineering for the Allcomers race was at 7.45 am and practice/qualifying started at 9 am. This meant there was only one first-time drivers briefing I could attend, at 8.15 am. This left little slack time. So I made sure I was right at the front of the queue for scrutineering. Unfortunately the car failed scrutineering because the brake lights weren't working. It turned out that the poxy Wipac Land Rover lights I've used had worn away so that the detent which was supposed to hold the bulbs in place had worn away and the bulbs were popping out at the first opportunity. After lots of swearing and fiddling I got them to stay in place just long enough to show the scrutineer that they were working, got my scrutineering pass, and dashed off to join in the qualifying for the Allcomers race. |
Qualifying for the Allcomers race was pretty uneventful. I've got it
all on video, but nothing particularly remarkable happens, so I haven't bothered uploading it. I was, as usual,
towards the back of the pack as we went onto the track and spent the first lap mimbling around getting the oil
and water up to temperature. I then spent a couple of laps getting past the tintops I'd be trundling round with,
and got a fair few clean laps with no traffic ahead of me, and just the occasional lightning-fast wings'n'slicks
sportscars ripping past me. After a few clear laps I got back in with the traffic, passed a few more cars, including
some of the other RGB cars out there, and then the session stopped. My best lap was a low 1:08, which put me 11th
on a grid of 25 cars and 5th out of the 9 RGB cars in attendance. I was pretty pleased with that - solid mid-table
respectability is the height of my ambition just now - and so settled down to wait for RGB qualifying. Essentially
the grid was split into three groups - the top third was the wings'n'slicks sportscars and Mallocks, the middle
was the RGB crowd and one Phoenix from the Kit Car race, and then the bottom third was the tin-tops, along with
a Kougar Jag-based kit car. In the meantime, while waiting for RGB qualiyfing, I went over to see Tim and get the lap file for the DL1 so it could provide me with my lap times. Not that it ever works properly - the spurious figures which the DASH2 presents can be guaranteed to be anything except your lap time, and at one point it was claiming I'd done a 0:00 lap - but I thought I might as well. At the same time, Tim and I compared our respective datalogs from the Allcomers qualifying session. It was interesting in that I was really only losing time in two places, but other than that it was looking pretty respectable. OK, I was losing time because my up-changes down the straights were too slow, but the main difference was that I was backing off the throttle into Becketts, which was losing me a chunk of time, and then losing another huuuuuge lump of time under braking into Brooklands where I was braking in a different time zone to Tim. By the end of the day I was still losing large chunks of time in those two spots, but rather less than I was initially. |
Qualifying for the RGB race was similarly uneventful - a few cars to
overtake at the beginning of the session, then a quiet patch where I got a few clear laps in, then a bit more traffic.
My fastest lap was a 1:07.04, just ove a second faster than for the Allcomers quali, so Tim's words of advice had
paid instant dividends. Looking at the video now there's a few obvious places I could gain time. I'm not letting the car run out on the exit of Brooklands enough - there's about an acre of so of tarmac on the exit that I'm simply ignoring. I'm still backing off way to early into Becketts, simply because while my head knows I should be flat right up to the apex, my right foot doesn't believe it. And I'm braking too early into Brooklands, and not trail braking to help get the nose of the car in towards the apex. But hey, I didn't crash. And 16th out of 24th was still just about mid-table. I even qualified one place ahead of Marcus Pye, the Autosport journalist, who was having a guest drive in Phil Alcock's Pulsar. |
On the grid for the Allcomers race I had Austen next to me in his class
C Fury, Tim ahead of him and Adrian Terry in Steve Robinson's Genesis in front of me. And in front of Adrian was
a bloody great big Prosport 3000, which according to Tim was nippy down the straights but surprisingly slothful
round the twisties given it had foot-wide slicks fitted. Unusually we had a green flag lap - normal for Allcomers
since some of the cars are on slicks, but unusual for RGB where we only get green flag laps if it's raining - and
so I made a few modest efforts to get some heat in the tyres. In my efforts to do so, throwing the car left and
right, I got very sideways down the National straight, so I decided that that was quite enough of that... I don't know whether my tyre-warming efforts were spectacularly successful or whether I'm finally getting the hang of starts in the FuryRacer, but I got a blinding start. Straight past Tim, and the followed Adrian through past the Prosport, squeezing between it and the pitlane wall. I stayed ahead of the Prosport but that wasn't going to last - they have 320bhp Ford/Cosworth V6s as standard, and on a power circuit like Silverstone I wasn't going to keep it at bay, so I conceded the place gracefully into Becketts. OK, I could have tried to fight it out, but it's a big car and I kept on reminding myself that Operation Finish the Bloody Race was in progress. Next up behind me was Tim. He came close behind me at the end of the National straight, and again I let him past with no resistance - he was going to get past eventually, and it seemed a bit churlish to hold him up in the circumstances. |
I don't actually recall seeing anyone behind me after that. All my concentration
was on Austen, who was in front of me, and who I managed to close down after a lap or two. I should in all fairness
point out that since Austen has a class C car, I had something like a 30% power advantage over him, and so being
able to catch up with him on a power circuit like Silverstone National isn't really a reflection of our respective
driving prowess. Still, it was good to be dicing with another RGB car. I was, not surprisingly, faster than Austen
down the straights, particularly the long National straight, but Austen took a defensive line into Brooklands and
I wasn't really that keen on a do-or-die outbraking duel into Brooklands. Remember, Operation Finish the Bloody
Race was still in progress. As a result, while I got my nose in front once or twice, I never really got close to
making the pass stick. Then I got distracted letting the leader through and lost a fair bit of time at Brooklands
(as usual, I'm far too eager to get out of the way of the leaders, to my own disadvantage) and then I thought I
had a rather serious mechanical problem. Through Copse and, to a lesser extent, round Maggots, I started suffering from what felt like clutch slip - the revs would suddenly rise but the car wouldn't go any faster. It wasn't wheelspin - the car didn't yaw like it would have done if the rear wheels were spinning up. For a lap I tried to see if I could manage the problem, and felt very grumpy as I didn't have a spare clutch with me and there aren't that many other drivers using the 2004-6 R1 engine who might have one I could pinch off them. However, while trundling around losing more time to Austen, it dawned on me that if I really was getting clutch slip then why wasn't it happening on the straights where I was accelerating flat out in the higher gears? It also dawned on me what the real problem was - on the right hand corners I was bracing myself in the cockpit of the car by (amongst other things) pressing on the clutch pedal. Once I made a conscious effort to keep my foot off the clutch pedal the problem, not surprisingly, went away. I think I may need to put a footrest on the side of the pedal box for my left foot. By the time I'd sorted this out Austen had scampered off into the distance. I started closing him down and had got within spitting distance by the end of the race, but never even vaguely close enough to challenge him again. The highlight of the last lap was lapping the Alfa GTV6 which was racing with us for the second time round the outside of Luffield. All good fun. After the Allcomers race I was rather looking forward to the RGB race. I'd got a signature in the bag, I got my best lap down to 1:06.89, I knew I could go faster, and if I remembered not to keep inadvertently proddling the clutch pedal I wouldn't have a repeat of that particular problem. However... |
Before I'd left for Silverstone the BBC and Met Office weather reports
had both said it was going to be dry over the weekend with sunny intervals. However, after the Allcomers race the
wind started to pick up, and the sky started to look ominously dark and foreboding. Just before the MR2 race -
two races before the RGB race - it started spitting with rain. Then it started raining more heavily. By the time
we were in the assembly area and the SaxMax race was underway it was raining good and proper. So, this was going
to be my third wet race, which was rather ominous since I'd managed to spin during both the two previous wet races
and come away with a non-operational car. RGB cars don't really work in the wet. It's not so much the engine, although
the high power-to-weight ratio doesn't help, so much as the tyres. With the light weight of the cars, and the light
treading of the AO48R tyres, it's impossible to get any heat into the tyres. In the Allcomers race I'd just got
into the 1:06s. In the wet RGB race I didn't get below 1:26. That's partially because I'm rubbish at racing in
the wet, but largely because there was simply no grip. Because it was wet we were given a green flag lap before the race, although I'd managed to get the car well out of shape just getting from the assembly area to the grid. Going round Luffield onto the grid I'd given the throttle a gentle squeeze to see where the grip levels were at, and the back end had immediately stepped straight out. The green flag lap seemed like a terrifying series of arm-twirling oversteer, locked brakes and spray. Although I'd qualified pretty well, I was last by the time we reached the back straight. I was very tentative off the start, backed off completely for the first corner, and then mimbled round Becketts and Maggotts at a speed which would have had Miss Daisy complaining about being late. As usual, however, I started to work out where there was grip (the braking zone for Brooklands, for example, and Copse) and where there wasn't (Luffield, Woodcote and the strip of standing water down the middle of the National straight) and started to build up a little confidence. I passed quite a few cars before having a big scare at Woodcote. In the dry Woodcote's not really a corner, it's just a kink in the pit straight. You take it flat in an RGB car and can pretty much pick your line at will. In the wet it's terrifying. It's not quite flat (not for me anyway) but the temptation is of course to squeeze the throttle a bit harder to gain more speed down the pit straight. I squeezed just a bit too hard, the back stepped out, and I found myself looking at the pit wall whilst going sideways at just under 80mph. I just about managed to gather it up together and carry on my way, but started losing places once again because my confidence was completely shot. I then lost more time at Woodcote, although this time not because of anything I did. One of the three new drivers in RGB at Silverstone was a chap called Robert Gardiner in a class C Raw Fulcrum. He'd got past me at the start, I'd overtaken him before my big moment, but he'd subsequently got ahead again. Having got over my slide at Woodcote I was starting to gain on Robert, but at Woodcote the back end of his car started sliding. And kept sliding. There was another car to my left, so my options about which way to go were limited, and in any event it wasn't clear at this stage when Robert's spin would stop and whether (as so often happens) the car would spear off in a different direction once it regained traction and, if so, which direction. In the end Robert did the sensible thing and just slithered to a half in a straight line with the wheels locked, and I nipped past between him and the pit wall. Robert then got past me again, but I got him back on the start of the last lap. I got lapped by the first two cars on the end of the last lap, and finished fourth last. Not a great result, although it was a race full of incident and drama, which makes it all the more galling that the Neuros stopped recording while we were waiting in the assembly area getting rained on. That's one of the problems with not having a significant other at races - no-one to take your pitlane brolly off you when you go out onto the track, hence no brolly. Ah well, back to Snett next. I'll try to wash the car before then... |