Cars that me or my family used to own and I now miss #1 – My dad’s Range Rover

25 May

My dad's looked a little something like this

I still don’t really know why my Dad bought a Range Rover. I know that he was pretty moneyed up in the 80s, and he must have bought this in 1988ish. Presumably with the demands of a small family, he thought that we needed a massive 4×4. As a car mad little urchin, I wasn’t complaining. As kids we took a trip down to Cornwall in it. We stopped in the Ashdown Forest and played Pooh sticks on Pooh’s bridge and then it started to rain a crap load. I just remember the comfort of all the space as I was put into my seat in the back, the feel of the fabric on the interior, a sort of grey velor but nicer than that sounds. But most off all I remember the beautiful noise that came out of its 3.9 V8. An assured hum that let you know that you were being taken care of. Now, in this day and age, I baulk at massive petrol engines moving massive, heavy cars. BMW’s 4.8 V8 for their X5 makes me feel a bit queasy, and the Porsche Cayenne Turbo makes me actually vomit. But you’ve got to remember that in the 1990s, Sat Nav existed for the military and for people on yachts. Perhaps. My Dad’s Range Rover didn’t have electric or heated seats, there was no real computer wizardry, and consequently it weighed about half a ton less than the current Range Rover. Not an excuse, but it means I can sleep at night. Nowadays, were I to buy a big 4×4 for some reason (and I’m not in any position to do so) I would definitely buy a diesel. But thinking back to those innocent times, soundtracked by that beautiful V8 gurgle, when my main concern was trying to learn my three times table and how to spell my own name, makes me feel a bit warm and gooey inside.

If you’ve ever watched Top Gear, and I would suggest that if you’d bothered to find this blog then you probably had, you may have seen Jeremy Clarkson’s ode to the combustion engine and its presumably imminent extinction, with him talking over footage of an Aston Martin V12 Vantage scything through somewhere epic looking. Well for me, the noise that will haunt me when the combustion engine is dead and buried is still the noise of the 3.9 litre V8 of a maroon, E-reg Range Rover.

Just as an addendum, I found this video which sort of demonstrates the sound. No beating the real thing though…..http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=59-QCh3WjxI&feature=related

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One Response to “Cars that me or my family used to own and I now miss #1 – My dad’s Range Rover”

  1. Tom Wade May 27, 2010 at 11:35 am #

    My Grandparents had one of these, but mainly I remember the hard travel sweets in the powdery, powdery tin. I think my Grandshe gave it away for free to some debonaire man she fancied.

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