New toy time. Been looking for a trailer for a while, and since the licence change there has been absolutely zero excuse not to get one.
I really wanted an Ifor as my old man’s had one for over 20 years, and it’s still in one piece. I bought this on the premise that it had been extensively serviced at the end of the 2019, having had the springs, brakes, cables, and wiring done. 2 bills totalling 2500 quid seemed to back up this
Having got it home, I soon realised that the brakes were completely shagged, 2 wheel bearings were completely shagged, and the lighting circuit was also completely shagged.
A week or so of pissing about, with plenty of help from father Rowe, we got the trailer sorted for the maiden voyage.
So far as the Clio goes…. I didn’t fit the bushes because I’m lazy. I did however service the car before the trip. What’s quite worrying is I can’t remember the last time I did it (I feel like it might of been October 2019
)…… car still runs though, so whatever! The change back to 75w80 Sintofluid has made gear changes much better compared to the 75w90 Sintopoid which I started running after fitting the diff.
A ‘lie in’ and a spot of breakfast at the nearby Breckland Lodge got me sorted for the day to come.Strolled out into the car park to see that the trailer hasn’t gone missing in the night. Winner!
It’s only the second time I’ve done Snetterton (the first in the wet) and there was a distinct lack of grip. Took a bit of getting used to staying completely off line. The first red flag of the day meant we all had to return to the pits, at which point we went to the end and queued. This then followed a quick debrief/bollocking by one of the marshalls (himself and race control not too pleased about us being nose to tail down the pit straight)
You can see the marshall in the second pic having a word. He suggested to drive in the manner that we were, that we should sign up for a race series
Back out on track, and a dry line started to appear for a brief moment, so taking advantage of another red flag we all pitted and switched over to the MRF’s.
I had noticed a bit of a noise returning to the garage, which I assumed to be my pads at the end of their life. Turns out it was just the arch liners final day.
The boys went out for some more laps just before we broke for dinner and I had a bit of time checking the car over, removing the liners, setting the suspension how I like it, and fitting the semis.
After the dinner break we returned to the garages to be greeted by a lot of sideways rain and a completely overcast sky. 10 mins of iffing and we all decided to bang the wet tyres back on.