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Diary Jeep Cherokee: Marathon
For a week, almost without separation, they spent together jeeps and Peter the smaller. Photo: George Sadkov. I am a jeep For the week I want to talk about, I am so used to different difficulties that now I will miss them. I write a diary retroactively. My memory is excellent, I got it from the ancestors of Willis, even computerization did not prevent her. I don’t keep offense against journalists who have lived with me for a week, all the good things are left in the memories. Let them not be angry for the nicknames that I came up with them: the owner and tripod.
09/22/08. Monday.
I can drag yachts
On the day of the acquaintance, he worked so much at the training ground that in the evening he even allowed himself to drive up to McAvto and order the largest hamburger with Kologi. From the height of my height, the order is especially easy to make, and a spacious salon with a high roof and an excellent review is with a leisurely meal.
They handed me to the owner at a gas station with a mileage of 710 kilometers and a half -empty gas tank. Immediately went to add to a full of 74.8 liters. Do not be surprised at a strange number, this is it in Europe, and in my homeland a full tank of 19 and a half gallons.
A typical American, such a conclusion of the main magazine expert at the training ground would have arranged for me if it is correct to place the emphasis. My independent front suspension is sewn to the body so that it works better on bumps. Road clearance in front
175 mm. Few? There is nothing to be done by a mighty steel sheet of protection at least 30 mm. The gearbox and the gas tank are also booked in earnest. The dependent rear suspension is not scary! Under the rear axle gearbox, there are always honest 200 mm. The owner and experts sat in the observation pit for an hour and came to the conclusion that I had a supporting body with a pronounced power frame. Okay is hidden, sewn tightly! I especially liked the latter. True, the photographer (tripod) shone only with a flash and the Japanese recalled: they say, from below they do more and more carefully. Whether he talk about the Japanese, with a height of 2 meters and sneakers of the 47th size! ..
Then they measured the maximum speed, and again I was an American in everything. He scored 180 km/h, turned on an electronic limiter and began to drop to 172 km/h. I did not know about my American restrictions! It would never occur to anyone in my homeland so quickly, and the Russians are still discussing at such speeds. Until a hundred I accelerated in 12.1 seconds, like a calm and comfortable car. The expert noted a good weight. The reducing gear (2.72) deserved a special praise. With her a shortage of traction, he said, certainly will not be.
On the way home, I listened to the dictaphone record with the expert’s conclusions. There two seem to argue. One says: look at the massive appearance just under your figure. How it would look from the side! The car may not be designed for an aggressive driving, but holds tenaciously for the asphalt. I reveal my own out of the road. I am sure that any holes will withstand the pendants, and the engine, gearbox and lowered in the handout are pulled out of the dita to the rise. But, the other says when it comes to serious off -road, you see,
that you need toothy tires, the road clearance is small. And it’s just a pity to face a beautiful car. If you quickly go along the waves of the primer, an attack of marine disease may begin, and a serious boltka when braking. It seems to be adapted to roads with mediocre coverage more than to the highway. It’s just more likely that he will run along the asphalt, and only to carry the boat from everyday hardships. This is his high and his main contradiction. I listened to myself, I thought. I would still advise him to carry the boat after me. Calm and confident. And not according to disprofantly curb at a frantic speed to rush.
09/23/08. Tuesday.
I'm running, running, running
We got up early: it was necessary to spend at six in the morning colleagues from the magazine to mileage to Lisbon. As if on a green wave, it was as if they swept on a surf, then they left on the ring and on the M4 highway. Then we are going calmly. Vysotsky sings in the salon, in the cup holder, tea smokes, and there is no need to rush anywhere! I can walk like that for days. My motor is 3.7 liters itself confidence. I do not complain about the lack of appetite: at the first 400 kilometers 15.3 liters per hundred. On the next same segment 12.8. I understand that it would be nice to sit on a diet, but in distant run runs are needed.
09.24.08. Wednesday.
I am a local attraction They arrived in Yeysk after midnight. From the trip I remembered a chalk mountain with many inscriptions. At the very top: Titova, I love you! The author is probably also an alternate. And we also saw a lot of branded gas stations, and even in Yeysk the service for them is European.
Tomorrow here, on a long spit, the famous Dolzhansky marathon starts, for which the owner was preparing all year. And today we slept up to ten and driving in the neighborhood went to attract attention. It was especially nice to rush along the sandy rolled road. In small cities, asphalt is also to my taste.
09/25/08. Thursday.
Complete calm
There was no wind, so the start of the vindsurfer marathon was postponed tomorrow. All day they engaged in the materiel unloaded her from the cabin and folded it back. The tripod shook all my seats and laid it out, and that way. Even with a height of 178 centimeters, like the owner, in the salon you can lie comfortably on a flat platform. If you turn the large panel of the false floor, it turns out a plastic pallet with a 10-centimeter side, where you can add an important trifle formed after disassembling a boat and sails, different ropes. By evening, we climbed into the most impassable place of the braids to look at the sunset and mark the crew record at the fire, which
moscow Lisbon went along the route: colleagues arrived in 43 hours. I would probably not be able to 2625.09.08.
Above the speed is tougher water
As often happens on a spit, the wind walked over the night. In the morning with the words it really blows! The marathoners rushed to the start. For two days the owner competed with them, and I and I and I dangled along the shore in search of a dynamic frame. In breaks, the marathoners went to land to choose the sizes of the sail and the boat corresponding to the water and the wind. It turns out that on the water everything that is good for speed is bad for comfort, and vice versa.
2627.09.08.
I'm a marathon now too
We left home at about 11 hours, returned to Moscow by five in the morning. In the right seat, rhythmically accompanying the whistle of the wind, dozing the tripod. I forgive him all the knees in exchange for two dozen good photos for my diary. There will be something to remember. In a week, the owner and I hired 4000 kilometers on land, and he was also 200 miles by water. I am not at all tired of the hardy, after all, like a real marathon. Those who want to take me to his team, let him prepare 1,333,000 rubles.
Source: The magazine "Driving"
