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exvalvesetdabbler:
My dad has a Moggy Thou' when I was a kid. Really felt like you were tearing up the tarmac if it got up to 45mph.

Bryanj:
The Indian one is called a Hindustan Ambassador and is a Morris Oxford Mk111.
Thank you mr google

McCabe-Thiele (Ted):
Aside from the Moggie I owned back in 1967, when I joined the Police in 1971 Derbyshire Pandas were the  Pollce Spec Moggie 1000.

The Police Special version was not tuned up in any way, it did however have Servo assisted Drum rakes all round with a high output Alternator due to the power sapping VHF Radios. If you eft the radio on without the engine running it would drain the battery in under an hour,

Johnny4428:

--- Quote from: Oddjob on May 20, 2025, 12:48:24 PM ---A Morris Oxford is substantially bigger. My Dad had both a Moggie and an Oxford back in the day. I was driving the Oxford when it got ripped into 2 parts by a drunk driver doing over 100mph in a Daimler Sovereign, ripped the engine bay right off the car, left me with my feet dangling in the air as the firewall went with the engine. Broke my neck at the same time, put my head through the roof (hence the neck) and put my shoulder so hard into the door it burst the lock. Closest I've come to dying, no idea how I walked away from that accident. It was 3 weeks before they spotted the broken neck, still hurts in cold weather and if I wear a helmet too long.

--- End quote ---

Bloody Hell!!😳 surely won’t get closer than that at meeting your maker!😳

Oddjob:
Very true Johnny. What's surreal about it is that I've been through the junction hundreds of time but never from the side, always along the main road. When the lights changed I had no idea of the sequence, do I go first, do the opposite side go first etc, so I delayed a fraction of a second, the other side stayed stationary, oh I thought, I go first, I set off and as soon as I did the other side moved, bummer I thought as I was turning right, so I took my foot off the accelerator and that's what saved my life, 2 feet further and I would be dead.
The worst thing about the accident was I'd asked my Dad if I could borrow his car that night, he said no he had an early start on the trains the next day, he went to bed about 7 o'clock due to that, don't worry said my mum, as soon as he's asleep I'll get the keys, he'll never know. So when I got a taxi home that night I had to wake my Dad and tell him I'd been in an accident, is it bad he said, no, I don't think so, I said. We got a taxi back up to the accident and one half of the car was on some waste ground on one side and the road and the other end was on our side, I had no recollection of seeing it like that before. The car was my Dads pride and joy and I don't think he ever forgave me, we went over to the back end and the roof had a perfect shape of my head in it, the metal had just started to split open on the crown, as soon as I saw it my neck started hurting, weird.

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