It was nice getting back to my own car this week. After a week or so on the road in all manner of cars, the cosseting and relaxing 75 Connoisseur is a real pleasure to drive. It’s soft-riding, with big seats, smells nice inside, and seems to be delivering excellent fuel consumption into the bargain – perfect for a little commuting. Its lack of performance is a bit of a pain, but it does mean that I don’t end up trying to go quickly (what’s the point?) and that’s actually had a very positive effect on how relaxed I am when I get to my location.
I’ve yet to start any work on it, and haven’t even ordered my parts yet, but know that I’m going to crack on with the headgasket and top-end sooner, rather than later, because of two annoyances. It has a slight appetite for coolant (although there appears to be no contamination with the oil), and there’s an oil weep, which seems to result in plumes of smoke every time I get held up in traffic jams. Looking under the bonnet, I’d say there’s a leaky camshaft seal to deal with…
I’m counting down the days until I get the engine seen to, though… there’s not much fun in nursing a sick car, even if it does mean that right now, I am probably the world’s most relaxed driver.
But after a few weeks’ ownership, how do I feel about our latest project car? I must admit that 75s do grow on you, and although I’ve said many times in the past that I have a bit of a love-hate relationship with the style of the things, there’s no denying that they are (or were) a quality piece of kit (thanks, Wolfgang Reitzle), even when abused to within an inch of their life.
If the rain stops, I’ll be doing some work on the old girl, and will let you know how it’s going.
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