Zelandeth wrote:The Albion mind you, that I would not really want to spend any time driving in the real world. Six tonnes, about 50bhp when all four cylinders decide to join the party when you've managed to get the manual mixture and ignition advance/retard controls where it wants it for that three nanosecond period of time, a four speed crash box with far too widely spaced ratios, near zero visibility, steering that you basically have to brace yourself against the bulkhead to turn, has about 1/4 of a turn of free play in it, and brakes which only exist in the mind of the madman who designed it (emergency stop from about 10mph is about 200 yards). Oh, and it tries to asphyxiate you and cook you at the same time, and the pedals are in the wrong places as well just to add to the fun. That's if you've managed to avoid getting your arm broken while trying to start it anyway. Commercial vehicles were a bit of a handful in 1929!
That's hilarious! It's as if the thing is designed to antagonise you
