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SevernValley Motorsport 2.0 ZVH
The Life And Times Of The Freak
Phil Lee |
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I fell into Ka World the long way round, after an eventful last night in the Army and the subsequent boozing and fighting, I was stopped the morning after whilst driving and was still over the limit. The result being a year's ban and a fine. The Audi Quattro had to go! A couple of years later was also the start of my marriage break-up and divorce, and so for awhile, money was tight. I bought a Renault 5 "auction reject" to tide me over. After starting my new life with Tracey, we found we had enough of an income to finance a better car.
Tracey previously had a Ka as a courtesy car from Ford a couple of times and was impressed with them. I was happy as I was still running out my 5 years following the ban and only wanted a little car with cheap insurance. Fate dealt her first blow when I said we could have one of the 'quirky little, bug-eyed things' so long as it was black or silver, and weirdly enough, that week, a Panther Black one turned up at a nearby dealers.I went on my own to have a look and fell in love with her straight away. She looked gorgeous with 14inch 7-spoke alloys and very tidy paint which included colour-coded bumpers, (I later found that the first owner, a very intelligent chap from Bradford had asked for her to be delivered with the bumpers sprayed straight from the factory) We bought her that week, an R-plate with 2 previous owners for £5000 with only 28,000 miles in November 2000. |
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We were happy. Until I met Gary Buckler. Fate had dealt her second blow!
I was in John Grose Ford one, sunny, spring day in 2001, waiting in the service area when I heard a Harrier jump jet land in the forecourt...intrigued; I went outside for a look. I couldn't see anything unusual. There was another black ka parked behind ours and some Ford mechanics were looking at it and then the bonnet was lifted..."hmmm, you're not normal" I thought and went over for a nosey.
Gary is a giant of a man and definitely one of the friendliest people I have ever met. He showed me all around his Ka and the 1.6RST conversion that Severnvalley Motorsport had done for him, to which he had added a Wizards of Nos kit. The Ka looked very tidy with the original MSD kit on his black bumpered Panther Black Ka. Inside were a pair of Ford Racing Sparco seats, an Elliot rev counter in the right centre eyeball vent and a NOS controller under the centre dash panel. Other than the highly tuned RST in the front, it had a strut brace, koni adjustable damping suspension, Cosworth brakes supplied by Godspeed and was fully fitted with steel bushes and rose-joints.
We became good friends and I met loads of serious performance addicts in our days out to Bruntingthorpe for photo-shoots and features such as "Six Of The Best" ( Redline ) People like Ian Nixon who was running a twin-engined R5, Martin Hadland in the world famous Reyland Escort Cos (RIP) and Jamie Going of Jamsport, top geezer! It was a great honour to be a part of that crowd and spending days watching them racing around Brunters and everyone mucking in when things went wrong. I was fully hooked when, one Wednesday morning, bouncing along in his very stiff Ka towards another days challenge, discussing how to shave the times down whilst all the other traffic was going to work. The engine purring away up front and the exhaust quietly rumbling out the back. It was Heaven, and I wanted a part of it!
His Ka was fast. I believe it had about 220bhp without the gas. I witnessed a quarter mile at Pod of 13.2secs, Gary claims a 12.8 but although I did not witness it, I believe that Ka could do it. Its biggest problem was getting all the power down. We usually found that she was quicker without the NOS as she wouldn't spin as much. We often played with different jet sizes from 25bhp to 75bhp but she would just spin up...which isn't quick. She also wore some Yokohama semi-slick road legal tyres.
The Ka had a few minor hiccups but they had big effects usually on a race day. One such occasion resulted in a very kind gentleman butchering some air-con pipes from a brand new Maseratti in order for us to repair a charge-cooler leak...top bloke! On another occasion, she didn't want to run at all, she would fire up but the revs would fall away and she would splutter and die. I left Gary at the track and took his wife, Margaret home. Whilst having a cup of tea, we heard the familiar jump jet noise approaching...and approaching nicely too! Gary came round the corner and handed me the ECU...whilst the Ka was still running! We couldn't understand it but she ran sweetly. |
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It didn't put me off! Both Tracey and I were getting divorced from our other partners and the result was going to be a substantial amount in settlements. At the time, we both needed to enjoy ourselves and perhaps didn't use our money to its best ability. I had struck up a relationship with the lads at Severnvalley Motorsport ( SVM ) in Telford and with Sharren, their receptionist/admin type person in the past, who, although not working there anymore, was always on the end of a phone to help me discuss my requirements.
I wanted at least 200bhp but did not want a turbo, I had plans for a 2 litre zetec on throttle bodies, (tb's) but at the time, that figure was not possible. Tiger Sports cars at Thorney Toll started to get interested in my plan but were dubious about the amount of room that we could get for the tb's between the engine and bulkhead. They are the people who build that silly "Westfield/Caterham" type car that got to 60mph in under 3 seconds being driven by Tiff Needell on 5th gear.
But SVM were already rolling and had got me heading towards the turbo route. For weeks, I discussed it with Tracey, with Gary, with anybody who would listen! I'm sure people at work were getting completely sick of me as I fretted away with what engine to put in. The engineers and fitters kept bombarding me with, "there is no replacement for displacement!" i.e., the bigger the better! Eventually, I went with getting the biggest, most powerful engine that we could afford at the time. The reasoning behind it was that with a Level 6 engine from SVM pushing a claimed 270bhp, it would be more than adequate in a Ford Ka and I would need to spend no more money on the engine.
A Level 6 conversion at SVM cost £10,000
I remember one brilliant day at Ford Fair when a chap called Stunty laughed as I filled out my ka Klub application and stated my intentions...a 2litre 270bhp Turbo ZVH Ford Ka, ( just rolls off the tongue, doesn't it...? ) The term 'ZVH' has become very common now. It is derived from the Z for zetec, (referring to the engine block used) and VH from CVH, as in 1.6litre Escort RS Turbo from which the 8 valve head is used and married to the zetec block. It is a reasonably easy hybrid to build which produces a very strong, torquey engine.
Modern thinking now has been led by Ian Howell of Fiesta Frenzy and the boys at A1 Rallysport in developing turbo's for the 16 valve heads, creating full-on zetec engines that are strong and like to rev higher as well. I took my little baby up there in June 2002 and happily discussed with Kevan Kemp, the boss, how soon she would be done. I mentioned that Trax was in several weeks time; Kevan smiled and said that wouldn't be a problem......
I had never realised the extent of work and exactly how much technical stuff was going into my engine. Every moving component has been lightened, balanced and blueprinted. Lightened = the lighter a component is, the less energy that is required to move it, which leaves more energy to actually turn the road wheels. Balanced = a component that is lightened needs to be balanced in order to ensure smooth, reliable running. Blueprinting = is mainly a race engine process wherein all the products are matched to ensure a more accurate fit.
At the time, SVM had an engine builder called Ron working for them in a 'secret' location. They kept customers and the general public away from the actual location of the workshop. Their reasoning behind it is that it is their technology, they have invested the time and effort to build these strong engines and also suffered the mistakes and the costs. It is a business to them and they want to keep it to themselves.Initially, I didn't have a problem with this as my intention was to stay a loyal customer for years to come...I found later that it would not be possible!
To help me get through the following weeks without going crazy, we went on holiday to Greece. But even there, I couldn't stop talking about this 'fantastically' powerful ka that was being built for me. I am sure a lot of people thought I was a dreamer.The weeks slowly rolled along. Trax came and went.
I don't mind if something is late, but I do mind when I am not told why. Eventually, I was told that Ron was waiting for parts from California, US of A..."What parts?" I asked, and the reply was the pistons. They are supposedly of a specially manufactured process and that the manufacturing company in the US was not going to do 4 one-off pistons until a gap appeared in a production run.'Ok', I thought, might be a load of bull but I believe what I am told and go home to wait patiently...again.
To this day, I haven't actually seen the pistons inside my engine but I do look forward to an occasion when the head needs to come off and we can see exactly what is fitted.On one visit, I dropped off my front brake conversion as supplied by Godspeed, Cosworth 4x4 rear discs, drilled and grooved, Cosworth callipers and Mintex pads for £460. Not the best conversion possible but adequate for the time-being.
Another set-back was the Pace radiator.Gary's ka ran with a custom one-off rad from Pace that was about 30mm deep but they wanted a deeper one as mine was a 2 litre.Unfortunately, Pace sent a new rad to the same specification as Gary's. SVM weren't too concerned and felt it was up to the job so fitted it anyway.I have found since that it perhaps isn't the size that is a problem, just the lack of airflow available in a reasonably standard looking front end of the Ka.
Around November 2002, I got onto the internet and introduced myself to the Ka Klub. Preparations were well under way for the Christmas meet in Carlisle and I looked forward to introducing you all to the Freak. When I dropped her off initially, I also left them with £5,000. A couple of months later I sent them another £3,000 which allowed them to buy more of the bits needed. The final £2,000 I gave to them when I collected her.
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Yes, collected her...! The day had finally arrived early in December 2002. I arrived by train and was collected from the station in a cossie powered Ford Transit...nice! When we pulled into the garage forecourt, I could see my baby...and they had set things up deliberately for my arrival. As I recall, she was sat in a bay facing outwards. She was clean and looked odd...perfect! The sunstrip was in place just how I wanted her. It was black with 'Severnvalley' in lime green. The reason for this was quite simple, the ka was going to get a reputation, it was going to make an immediate impact on other road-users and people who I would be coming into regular contact with. In the tuning world, SVM are well-known, so the people 'in the know' would realise what the Ka was about. Others would just be intrigued and ask what it meant...it was boy-racer without being boy-racer! (I.e. not like a Vaux Cavalier 1.4 with a 'motorsport' strip!)
The oddness came from her front-end. Both the grills had gone to make way for the engine radiator and the charge-cooler pre-radiator. Just enough to catch your eye and make you think that something wasn't right, but not enough to be in your face.And she sat differently...? On closer inspection I noticed that they had fitted Koni suspension all round, a nice generous touch that they did without asking or charging for.
There were a few minor little jobs still to be done on her and yes, I was initially worried about driving her. So much so that I asked Darren, the chief mechanic, to take me for a spin in her first, showing how they wanted me to run her in. I was shocked as to how quick she was on a light throttle! Basically, they were happy with me to get her warm, enjoy her in every gear but not to go much over 90mph and cool her down nicely.
Eventually, it was time for me to leave. Nervously, I got in and fired her up...absolutely awesome. Nervously, I started to pull away, the 4 paddle clutch is extremely stiff and she stalled...! Nervously, I fired her up again and managed to pull away...absolutely freakin' awesome!
The power was incredible! The torque was incredible! The noise from the engine was incredible! The whole package was amazing!
I had to get petrol straightaway and totally enjoyed all the looks she was getting as I rumbled in. I adored how she looked, just sat there, while I paid...she looked mean. To me, she looked menacing, almost a 'sleeper' but with fantastic performance she had to start the slaying...I couldn't wait
Out on the open road, she was stupidly quick. Overtaking was a breeze...frightening but I found very quickly that the smallest gap became an overtaking opportunity. I had to slow down. I tried to keep her steady at about 70mph, but she just wanted to be off...all the time! On the M6 I had to stop at Corley services...the emotion was too much. I pulled into the car park, got out and walked away, looking back constantly to make sure I wasn't dreaming.I called Tracey and cried when she answered. I couldn't speak for minutes and then when I tried to convey just how fast our ka was, I started to bubble again and gave up. A coffee and a Burger King was needed. I shuffled into the building and couldn't look people in the eye......but going out, I strutted like an arrogant cock...not one of these people here knew what I was driving. I felt strong and invincible...and couldn't wait to get back into her.
On the whole, that first trip was a blur. At any speed, she always had more. Going slow, she sounded mean and potent. Going fast, you were driving and had to concentrate...she was everything I wanted. My first victim? That would have been an Audi A4 on the A1. Where I join the A1, it is a beautiful new piece of tarmac, 4 lanes wide with swoops and curves that are a pleasure. As I came along the slip road, the A1 was deserted and the Audi passed me on the main carriageway, happily wafting along in his 100mph+ world of comfort and quiet luxury...tee-hee! The Freak had passed him before I left the slip road and continued to rocket away at a frightening pace. 'Oops! Supposed to be running her in!' I told myself and backed off. He gained quite quickly and I am sorry to say, that I started to play with him. Just kept accelerating enough to show him that I had more than enough to deal with him.
It was dark by now, and we started to approach more traffic so I began to back off properly...whoosh! and suddenly the road behind me was lit a bright orange, I could see the flames in my rear view mirrors and they lit up the surrounding area! The Audi backed off completely and I never saw him again! SVM had told me that she would 'flame' occasionally when backing off due to the ignition timing being out slightly whilst she was being run in. Put simply, with the timing out, you don't get a full burn, this results in the engine running with less power and cooler due to being 'wetter' but that fuel can be burnt as it travels down a hot exhaust. I got her home quietly after that and had a much-needed cup of tea.
The next couple of weeks involved almost 1500 miles of running in. I did this by taking her out at every opportunity, warming her up and then stretching her legs in every gear, not thrashing her but letting the engine pull as it wanted to.I met a new friend one night on my way back from Peterborough. I had been out playing with Saff cossies for the evening and noticed another 'victim' closing in from behind. How did I notice him? He had blue bulbs in his side lights, boy racer I thought and kept my eye on him when suddenly we were both overtaken by a Mercedes coupe that was trying to break the sound barrier. That stirred the 'boyracer' behind me and he started to gain in preparation for pulling out...I floored it and went and had an evil chuckle as he had to pull back in. In town we pulled up together and he relayed his version of what had happened...he had been following me and noticed the fat pipe and had every intention of showing this 'boy-racer' in his ka what quick really was! He was driving an Almera SRi and soon after this incident he sold it and bought a Saff Cossie
A week before Christmas, she was on 1300 miles and the trip back to SVM would clock up the rest so it was time to get her back and set up properly. They wanted her for a couple of days to check things properly but I could have her back before Christmas... This is where my relationship with SVM started to break down. I didn't have her back and as it was Christmas, they had shut up shop until the New Year. I was incredibly disappointed at missing the Carlisle meet and when I eventually got hold of SVM, they apologised straightaway and I calmed down instantly. I just wanted her back. Her first ka Klub outing was the Whitby meet organised by Chuckas. I got myself a passenger called SkinnyD to read the maps and off we popped.
We played with whatever was available. A bloke in his Astra coupe enjoyed being beat by a little ka and as there was a rally going on near Whitby, we also got to overtake a rally car too! The meet was very pleasant and I enjoyed meeting all my new friends, but there hadn't really been an opportunity to show what the Freak could do...until we left. Our little convoy was moving pleasantly along a piece of dual carriageway, with the Freak bringing up the rear.I let her go and roared past the klubbers but not for long, the traffic was backed up solid and we were reduced to a standstill. I had not fitted a water temp gauge at this point and failed to notice the increased heat until there was steam coming from the right rear corner of the bonnet...we squeezed through the traffic and got her onto the hard shoulder.
In a nice show of comradeship, all the other kas pulled over when they got to us. With the bonnet up, nothing unusual could be seen but I then noticed that the fans weren't running. Ronnie very kindly jumped in his ka and did about a 40mile round trip to get some more water, only the best too! Evian. She came home fine after that. The constant flow of air through the rad kept the temps down and I avoided being held up by skirting towns and possible bottlenecks. The fault turned out to be a water temp switch situated under the water swirl pot. This controlled the fans thermostatically and had failed, therefore not telling the fans to come on. When we were stopped in traffic, there was no airflow and she got too hot.
A water swirl pot is fitted within the cooling system to eliminate air trapped in the coolant and allow it to cool more efficiently.I replaced the switch and also made a piece of connecting wire that I could fit as necessary to make the fans run constantly regardless of the water temp. It was a little while later that I fitted a manual switch on the dash and a water temp gauge. These allow me to watch the water temp and turn the fans on or off as I want. The fans will still come on automatically if I forget when the thermostat kicks in.
Over the next couple of months, she burned out 2 alternators. Not good - as the engine needs to be dropped in order to remove the alternator. She had an almost constant problem with fuel leaks from the injectors and went back a couple of times for these problems. At one point I found the inlet manifold was not bolted up correctly and I could loosen the bolts with my fingers. |
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Then came Performance Ford Magazine and their North v South shoot-out. Qualifying had already taken place oop north. The Scots had a fastest FWD time of 14.34secs in a Fiesta zetec-S...not too shabby! It came to our turn on Sat, 31st May. A glorious sunny day that made me a little apprehensive, turbo's prefer cool, damp air. The time came for my first ever run...nerves were starting to jangle. I tried to sit quiet and watch the other cars running and how things went...but gave up. If you are going to do something then just get in there and do it! I got the Freak and lined up in the queue. Although I was beside a 3 door cossie, the marshals put me against a Fiesta XR2i when I got to the start line...oh well, here we go! I positioned the front wheels over a wet patch in the forming up area, built up the revs and dropped the clutch...suddenly, I had people's attention, 'a ka shouldn't be doing that...?' as smoke began to pour from the tyres and the ka shook itself forwards. The Fiesta was already in stage and so it just required me to get into position and we would be off...I crept her forward gently, the Christmas tree lit up and we were off! The Freak wheel span, blatted and wriggled all over the place, I screamed and hooted like a loon inside the ka and tried to keep her in a straight line....oops...rev limiter....change up.....bit of correction....oops rev limiter again! The Fiesta was nowhere to be seen, but I wasn't interested, I just wanted to head-butt the horizon as quickly and as hard as possible1 I came out at the top and piled straight back into the queue again...that was fantastic, it lasted seconds but was totally thrilling. I suddenly realised what all the fuss was about! People were taking a lot more interest in her and asking loads of questions. Then the guy that had been in the Fiesta came along. "You got a 13.9!!!" he says, Dumbfounded, I asked him how he knew that? "It came up on the board as I was still going up the strip!", he answered!!!
Unfortunately, a little later, a bike crashed after it had crossed the line at a silly silly speed which closed the track for awhile. The day just got warmer and by the time we got running again, there was nothing I could do to beat the first run. The times dropped gradually...14.1, 14.2, 14.3 etc At the end of the afternoon, I wanted to give her one more hard launch in the slightly cooler air. I knew she was capable of beating the first run by a great deal. She set off and dug in really hard, I could feel that she was going to pull the tarmac up underneath her and changed to 2nd...nothing...the engine revved right round to the limiter with no resistance and I wasn't being propelled towards the other end anymore...oh dear Got out about halfway up the strip and pushed her back down and out the bottom way. The marshals told me there was something hanging down near the front right wheel so that was where I started to look. Initially, it looked as though the drive-shaft had popped out and that was all but we were unable to fix it there and I had to call some friends who came and collected us. Whilst fannying about, people were coming down from the stands and telling me how good the launch looked, apparently she had rocketed off the line...a little too good!
At home, when I could get under her and got the CV boot off, I was quite stunned. The drive-shaft had been ripped in two, you could see how the engine had been turning and the wheel hadn't...the break was a spiral about 3 inches along the shaft, ending where the shaft went into the CV. I called SVM and Kevan answered. I told him what had happened and his first words were that mine should have had hollow shafts on...? It didn't...they were the same solid ones as fitted to a standard Ka. He told me to get it up there and they would sort it out. I hired a van, borrowed a dolly and took her up. 3 weeks later I went back for her and was presented with a bill to the tune of almost £600. Not impressed. Nice fat hollow shaft but still not impressed. A little while later I was out giving a passenger ride to a local lad who had a quick R5, coming back into the car park I had my very own raincloud following as the head had finally let go. I believe this was as a result of the overheating on the Whitby trip. Once again, she was being towed up to SVM.
She was away for 6 weeks this time, the problem being there was a lack of decent CVH heads that could be built to my spec. I went to collect her the day before the North v South final. I had qualified 3rd in the FWD class and was keen to win it. And once again, I was presented with another £600 bill...this wasn't getting any funnier! But, of course, life gets funnier everyday...!
Underneath a standard ka, there is a fuel filter to the rear left. This is no longer necessary on the freak and so was removed by SVM. They had failed to secure the fuel line that was now operating under pressure...hence a few litres of Shell's best all across the M6 and a £200 recovery bill for me. I got up early Sunday morning to make a start on repairs and then get her to the final. I had to wait for the shops to open at 10am which knocked me back a bit but then I could buy some petrol hose clips and some rubber fuel line at the right diameter. About an hours work and she was done, nice and tidy and still works today...all for a couple of quid! Quick shower then I set off to Pod.
I parked up, grabbed my driving licence and money and started walking to the signing-on office as an announcement came over the speaker system, "no more signing-on!" I found the PF boys and we tried to bargain me a place, all I wanted was one run, I was that confident! But unfortunately, the strip was very busy and no more cars would be allowed. The PF boys had seen fit to organise the final on a normal RWYB day...hmmm? To put the icing on the cake, the fastest FWD of the day was...a slower time than my qualifier...oh well. |
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The Great Ka Kamping Meets of 2003 came along, I was determined not to miss the second one and went up there with Helen. We led a convoy of 3 kas that I took over Hard Knott and Wrynose Pass, at almost midnight, in the rain...what an experience! But now I know the Freak can climb almost vertical pieces of wet, sheep-infested hillside! Even though it pee'd down for almost the whole weekend, we had a thoroughly good time Going home, I went for it. The Freak had not really been tested for any long distance high speed driving so I just et her go. She did ok ;-) But I also collected a speed ticket on the M180 I managed to stand on the brakes enough and the recorded speed was 79mph and so got offered the chance of a speed seminar, rather than points...I took the seminar.
We also had the first GT night at Woody's. I gave a couple of passenger rides even though I could feel she wasn't 100%, I could smell exhaust fumes in the cabin and didn't know why. A little later, I found that the exhaust elbow was hanging on by 1 bolt to the turbo...not good! That would explain the smell then! 2 of the bolts had sheared and 2 had rattled themselves free. A common enough problem I believe and easily cured by putting in 10mm studs. I got the lads at work to do the drilling.
I visited Harvey Gibbs and introduced myself, saying I would like my ka to be looked after and serviced here. Anne politely told me that they only deal with Cosworth and RS type vehicles...I introduced the Freak, they were impressed and I am happy with their service and workmanship. Harvey set her up on the rollers for me as that had never been done. I was very pleased when Ian Howell turned up as well. Both of them were impressed with how she developed her power. 221bhp at 5200rpm with 12psi She only runs 12psi because she is still on mechanical injection and it cannot feed enough fuel for a 2 litre engine. I am currently speaking to Ian about which management and injectors to run. We will see about 320bhp...I think that will be enough. |
The Freak has played with the odd Porsche and a Ferrari. A friend with an R33 Skyline has admitted he was flat out in order to keep up with me when accelerating off a roundabout and down a dual carriageway. An RS Focus owner was extremely embarrassed by the Freaks ability to leave him, (but I was impressed with how the RS took corners!) And one amazing surreal moment...I was doing an indicated 135mph when a BMW X5 pulled up beside me for a moment...and then continued on his way...respect!
She will top out at about 140mph and I can destroy a tank of fuel in as little as 150 miles. She averages about 180 - 200 mpg of Optimax, so a little expensive. The oil I use is Ford XR 10-40 at about £18 for 4.5 litres I change the oil at least every 5,000 miles but try to do it every 3,000. She wears 15 alloys with 195/45 Goodyear Eagles. I can't fault them tyres at all and the local Kwik-Fit boys will fit them for £45 each. I would guess I will use a set a year. Insurance for me, a 35 year old bloke with no discount, parked on the drive with an alarm, an agreed value of £7,500, all mods declared and unlimited mileage is £600 fully comp
Where is she now? Sat outside feeling poorly. She needs a new panel welding in due to rot from the inside of the A-pillar. That new panel is sat waiting at my friend's garage. Upstairs I have a Sparco 8-point roll cage waiting to be welded together and put in. Under the stairs, I have a new clutch waiting to go in but would also like to fit a Quaife ATB diff at the same time. We are going to cut the rear floor out and fit the radiator underneath with cooling ducts coming in from the side panels and exiting where the rear number plate sits. The charge-cooler being removed in favour of an RS500 intercooler is an option we are still playing with. The dash has been completely removed and we will construct an ally dash panel in the centre. A rev counter will sit on top of the steering column directly in front of me. New brakes are needed and I will wait for Sy to give his verdict on his Hi-Spec kit. Then, to finish, she will be painted in a matt or satin black.
I dare not add those figures up...it will scare me! Hopefully, if I plan it correctly, she will be ready for next spring...watch this space! |
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Footnote The Freak is Dead, Long Live The Freak. I was lucky enough to have a ride in The Freak at its peak. It was awe inspiring. A street sleeper driven by an owner with no shyness of the right foot and a good bloke to boot.
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