I wrote up a thread on my 2000 Renault Twingo where I happened to mention I also have a project 1980 Alpine-Renault. Thought I'd do a write up on it as well since it's genuinely retro.
I've always lusted for an Alpine-Renault, but I'm not able to afford the iconic A110, top ones fetching €50,000 or more and even basket cases out of my reach. The same goes for the later '80s and '90s GTAs which are not as expensive as the A110, but I still can't justify to myself taking a loan just to buy a 'toy' which I couldn't (daren't) use everyday throughout the year.
So, still badly wanting an Alpine, what choices did I have? Enter the A310 built from 1971 to 1985.
It has a cult following in France so prices are slowly starting to creep up towards (and over) €20,000 for a really nice one, but surveying the market revealed that a basket case could be had for maybe a fifth or a quarter of that money. But as with any rare specialist car, if buying a basket case, make sure the car is part-wise as complete as possible since buying those missing special parts can get REALLY expensive. Buying a minter that someone's already taken the plunge to restore would probably be the wisest buy financially in the long run, since restoration costs on that basket case will almost always be higher than what the car will be worth at the end. But like I said, I didn't want to mortgage the house, so a basket case it would be then. Buy one cheaply, then throw more cash in it whenever some becomes available.
With this wisdom(?) in mind I started the hunt. No basket cases for sale here in Finland: Alpines weren't sold here new. There was an interesting one for sale on the German mobile.de site. The price was a bit steep so didn't go for it then. A month or so later the same car appeared on the German eekBay, and this time I took on the bidding contest. Not going to travel from Finland to Germany just to see the car, all I could do was just email the seller some questions and hope he wouldn't lie too much (now they never do, don't they?) ;D
Finally the bid ended and guess who'd won it? Yep, I'm afraid it was I... Now I had legally agreed to buy the car, but there was no way I was just going to wire the money to the seller without ever having seem him or if the car really existed (and if he had the right to be selling it). Not being able to take leave from work I had to book a weekend flight from Helsinki to Hamburg and go see the car over a weekend. So one Saturday morning in dreary January 2010 I took off from the Helsinki airport and flew to Hamburg (it was the cheapest flight I could find).
Then spent four hours taking three different trains to reach the town where the car was situated.
Spent the night in a hotel in Braunschweig to be picked up Sunday morning by the seller and his girlfriend in a very tasteful and retro T2 bus:
We drove to a closeby village where the seller said the car had been standing in a barn from 2000 (iirc) when it had last been taxed and TÜV'd.
The doors to the Aladdin's cave opened and this is what was sitting inside:
Not the prettiest of paint jobs (or bodykits) but seemed to be the same car as in those eekBay pictures. A quick glance under the car revealed that this indeed was a basket case requiring a decent amount of work:
The car couldn't be started as there was no battery. I was however able to move the car when in neutral, so at least the gearbox wasn't completely jammed. Put in gear and rocking the car there was some rotation in the crankshaft pulley so the engine wasn't completely seized either. The brakes had been partially disassembled as there was something wrong with the callipers.
All in all it was a bit of a shock to realise I'd really bought a basket case, but then it was as described and what I had pretty much expected. No obvious parts seemed to be missing and nothing too expensive seemed to be beyond refurbishment. The engine and gearbox I wasn't too bothered about since they are standard Renault units, relatively easy to source even here in Finland.
As a nice bonus the car came with a legendary double exit Devil silencer...
... its condition nicely in sync with the rest of the car! ;D
I asked to see the car's and seller's papers to confirm identity of them both, then searched the car for the VIN which seemed to match the papers.
Everything seemed in order, so then it was time to strike a deal!
I'm not telling who's who, but they both seem to be smiling a bit too much! The seller can't believe he's finally managed to get rid of the old heap, and the buyer obviously and happily unaware what he's got himself into.... ;D
We then went to have some lunch in a restaurant, the seller buying as he now easily could afford it... Then a little sightseeing around the village in the T2 before they dropped me off at the Braunschweig railstation from where I started my trip back home. The plane touched down at Helsinki on Sunday night at 11pm, and an hour later I was home. Woke up for work next morning at 6.30am feeling all well rested (not).
Then it was time to arrange for the Alpine to be collected from Germany and transported to Finland. I could have tried to pennypinch and hire/borrow a trailer, ferry myself over from FIN to DE and collect the car myself. Things however were still hectic at work so I decided to leave the hassle to pros, and had the car professionally collected and delivered to my house. All in all this lasted a little over month, so late in February the Alpine finally arrived to its new home on the bed of this:
It was a bit of a struggle getting the car off the bed as the driver said the differential of the Alpine had locked solid and rear wheels wouldn't turn! *gulp*
Using my dad's 407 we pulled the Alpine off the bed using brute force. The back of the Alpine was attached to the winch cable of the tow vehicle just in case should the rear tyres decide to become unlocked...
Once off the bed we towed it downhill past the house as the garage is in the base floor. Luckily it was winter, so the locked rear wheels slid relatively easily on snow and ice. I was armed with a thick plank of wood I could throw in front of a tyre as a stop should the rear tyres suddenly free themselves.
There we rested for a while (and gave the 407's clutch a well deserved break as well). At that moment I felt the Alpine acted like a tired dog being walked and who plants firmly on the ground and decides: "I'm not taking a single step anymore!" ;D
We couldn't tow the Alpine all the way into the garage, so the last few meters we'd have to push it by hand. At this point we had to do everything to improve the car's mobility, the first step was to fill the underinflated tyres:
After this first aid we noticed that the rear wheels did in fact turn, so it was just that the tyres had been too flat for the wheels to turn. So no jammed diff like the tow ruck driver had thought. What a relief!
I then jacked up the rear and removed the wheel as movement was still very reluctant:
With gearbox in neutral I was able to turn the hub by hand, so the diff definitely wasn't jammed. But the right rear tyre had unseated itself and wasn't holding air:
Back then I didn't own a proper compressor, so I took the wheel and drove to the nearest petrol station where I popped the tyre back on. Had to remove the needle(?) in the valve though as otherwise couldn't get enough air in fast enough for the tyre to 'pop'.
Back from the petrol station and put the offending wheel back on. A warm garage is already waiting:
It's coming. Slowly, but it's coming:
Finally in:
As you can see it's a tout petite garage so some cramped sessions would be in order... But this was the story of getting the baby home, more actual progress from the last year and a half in my coming posts.
I've always lusted for an Alpine-Renault, but I'm not able to afford the iconic A110, top ones fetching €50,000 or more and even basket cases out of my reach. The same goes for the later '80s and '90s GTAs which are not as expensive as the A110, but I still can't justify to myself taking a loan just to buy a 'toy' which I couldn't (daren't) use everyday throughout the year.
So, still badly wanting an Alpine, what choices did I have? Enter the A310 built from 1971 to 1985.
It has a cult following in France so prices are slowly starting to creep up towards (and over) €20,000 for a really nice one, but surveying the market revealed that a basket case could be had for maybe a fifth or a quarter of that money. But as with any rare specialist car, if buying a basket case, make sure the car is part-wise as complete as possible since buying those missing special parts can get REALLY expensive. Buying a minter that someone's already taken the plunge to restore would probably be the wisest buy financially in the long run, since restoration costs on that basket case will almost always be higher than what the car will be worth at the end. But like I said, I didn't want to mortgage the house, so a basket case it would be then. Buy one cheaply, then throw more cash in it whenever some becomes available.
With this wisdom(?) in mind I started the hunt. No basket cases for sale here in Finland: Alpines weren't sold here new. There was an interesting one for sale on the German mobile.de site. The price was a bit steep so didn't go for it then. A month or so later the same car appeared on the German eekBay, and this time I took on the bidding contest. Not going to travel from Finland to Germany just to see the car, all I could do was just email the seller some questions and hope he wouldn't lie too much (now they never do, don't they?) ;D
Finally the bid ended and guess who'd won it? Yep, I'm afraid it was I... Now I had legally agreed to buy the car, but there was no way I was just going to wire the money to the seller without ever having seem him or if the car really existed (and if he had the right to be selling it). Not being able to take leave from work I had to book a weekend flight from Helsinki to Hamburg and go see the car over a weekend. So one Saturday morning in dreary January 2010 I took off from the Helsinki airport and flew to Hamburg (it was the cheapest flight I could find).
Then spent four hours taking three different trains to reach the town where the car was situated.
Spent the night in a hotel in Braunschweig to be picked up Sunday morning by the seller and his girlfriend in a very tasteful and retro T2 bus:
We drove to a closeby village where the seller said the car had been standing in a barn from 2000 (iirc) when it had last been taxed and TÜV'd.
The doors to the Aladdin's cave opened and this is what was sitting inside:
Not the prettiest of paint jobs (or bodykits) but seemed to be the same car as in those eekBay pictures. A quick glance under the car revealed that this indeed was a basket case requiring a decent amount of work:
The car couldn't be started as there was no battery. I was however able to move the car when in neutral, so at least the gearbox wasn't completely jammed. Put in gear and rocking the car there was some rotation in the crankshaft pulley so the engine wasn't completely seized either. The brakes had been partially disassembled as there was something wrong with the callipers.
All in all it was a bit of a shock to realise I'd really bought a basket case, but then it was as described and what I had pretty much expected. No obvious parts seemed to be missing and nothing too expensive seemed to be beyond refurbishment. The engine and gearbox I wasn't too bothered about since they are standard Renault units, relatively easy to source even here in Finland.
As a nice bonus the car came with a legendary double exit Devil silencer...
... its condition nicely in sync with the rest of the car! ;D
I asked to see the car's and seller's papers to confirm identity of them both, then searched the car for the VIN which seemed to match the papers.
Everything seemed in order, so then it was time to strike a deal!
I'm not telling who's who, but they both seem to be smiling a bit too much! The seller can't believe he's finally managed to get rid of the old heap, and the buyer obviously and happily unaware what he's got himself into.... ;D
We then went to have some lunch in a restaurant, the seller buying as he now easily could afford it... Then a little sightseeing around the village in the T2 before they dropped me off at the Braunschweig railstation from where I started my trip back home. The plane touched down at Helsinki on Sunday night at 11pm, and an hour later I was home. Woke up for work next morning at 6.30am feeling all well rested (not).
Then it was time to arrange for the Alpine to be collected from Germany and transported to Finland. I could have tried to pennypinch and hire/borrow a trailer, ferry myself over from FIN to DE and collect the car myself. Things however were still hectic at work so I decided to leave the hassle to pros, and had the car professionally collected and delivered to my house. All in all this lasted a little over month, so late in February the Alpine finally arrived to its new home on the bed of this:
It was a bit of a struggle getting the car off the bed as the driver said the differential of the Alpine had locked solid and rear wheels wouldn't turn! *gulp*
Using my dad's 407 we pulled the Alpine off the bed using brute force. The back of the Alpine was attached to the winch cable of the tow vehicle just in case should the rear tyres decide to become unlocked...
Once off the bed we towed it downhill past the house as the garage is in the base floor. Luckily it was winter, so the locked rear wheels slid relatively easily on snow and ice. I was armed with a thick plank of wood I could throw in front of a tyre as a stop should the rear tyres suddenly free themselves.
There we rested for a while (and gave the 407's clutch a well deserved break as well). At that moment I felt the Alpine acted like a tired dog being walked and who plants firmly on the ground and decides: "I'm not taking a single step anymore!" ;D
We couldn't tow the Alpine all the way into the garage, so the last few meters we'd have to push it by hand. At this point we had to do everything to improve the car's mobility, the first step was to fill the underinflated tyres:
After this first aid we noticed that the rear wheels did in fact turn, so it was just that the tyres had been too flat for the wheels to turn. So no jammed diff like the tow ruck driver had thought. What a relief!
I then jacked up the rear and removed the wheel as movement was still very reluctant:
With gearbox in neutral I was able to turn the hub by hand, so the diff definitely wasn't jammed. But the right rear tyre had unseated itself and wasn't holding air:
Back then I didn't own a proper compressor, so I took the wheel and drove to the nearest petrol station where I popped the tyre back on. Had to remove the needle(?) in the valve though as otherwise couldn't get enough air in fast enough for the tyre to 'pop'.
Back from the petrol station and put the offending wheel back on. A warm garage is already waiting:
It's coming. Slowly, but it's coming:
Finally in:
As you can see it's a tout petite garage so some cramped sessions would be in order... But this was the story of getting the baby home, more actual progress from the last year and a half in my coming posts.