Sunday, November 30, 2014

Life Imitates Art Imitates Life On The Dragon


Above: James Thurber New Yorker cartoon, circa 80 years ago.  When this cartoon idea came in, the Editor said "Let
Thurber tinker with it.  His people don't bleed."


Touche indeed!  As a commenter said, "The cliche is strong with this one."


And this one, too.


"Where is this dragon you speak of?"  (Killboy's excellent caption, not mine.)


"Knee Dragon" (on a t-shirt).


Nesting dolls: a dragon draggin' his knee on the Dragon...


A more charitable approach to touche: the Reverend Walter preaches the word in the non-denominational Church of the
Everlasting Hold Up.  "Yea, though I pass through the Valley of the Little Tennessee, I will fear no car club weekend.
For their etiquette is with us; their pulloffs and my acknowledging wave or honk, they comfort me."  Preach it,
Brother Walter!  Can I get an Amen!?!?


Bottom line: love the road (it ain't hard).  What's the point of art, or beauty?  Art or beauty.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Cigar Car Meditation


Before the aero era, "If it looks right, it is right" was a race car engineering truism.  The most consistent exemplars of this rule among rear-engine cars were Colin Chapman's string of Lotuses: the 25, 33, and 49.  But I've always thought that Dan Gurney's Eagle-Westlake (designed by Len Terry, who learned at Chapman's knee) was the epitome of the rule.  So purposeful, with only hints of "styling," notably the beaked radiator intake.  Here's a link to a Wiki piece on the car that's both detailed and good, for those who want more:

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eagle_Mk1




It looks even better from a slight angle with unfinished wheels.


The Eagle won only one Grand Prix, but it was a doozie: the Belgian Grand Prix at Spa-Francorchamps in 1967.  Dan was at the wheel, becoming the only American to win a Formula 1 race in a car of his own manufacture.  The engine was on its last legs; he probably wouldn't have completed another lap.  And he won partly because faster cars dropped out.  Still, a win is a win.


Above: back-in-the-day--Dan Gurney rounds the La Source hairpin at Spa on his way to victory in the 1967 Belgian GP.
Below: Gurney reprised his win in a demo run at Spa decades later.



For a few races before the Westlake V-12 was ready, Gurney ran Coventry-Climax engines.  Still the prettiest "cigar car"
of the early rear engine era (1959-1967).  This is a pic of a Climax-engined car at Monaco in a vintage event.


Of course, cigar cars were rolling firebombs.  Gasoline was packed wherever it would fit around the driver, in aluminum tanks without fire-resistant bladders.  No on-board fire extinguishers.  A sideways impact would collapse the monocoque, possibly trapping the driver and likely injuring his internal organs. 

The racing became steadily more dangerous in the mid 1960's as wheels went from 5-6 inches wide to 8-10, and tires got grippier.  Jackie Stewart spearheaded a move toward passive safety after his near-death-experience in the Masta Kink at Spa in 1965.  But I, and I think most other road-racing fans, was not tuned in.  Those were still the days of "You know the risk when you get into the car," and, as a 20-something with delusions of immortality, I had two serious problems with reality: 1) a juvenile, romantic, Hemingway-esque notion of death and 2) a juvenile, stupid, notion that death in a race car comes only to those lacking skill and judgement.  The ante was upped considerably in 1966 when engine size doubled from 1.5 liters to 3.0.  Power more than doubled, from about 175 to over 400, in cars that weighed about the same.

Several motorsports writers have remarked that Jim Clark's death in an "unimportant" race at Hockenheim in 1968 was a hammer-blow to the 1950's world-view that we shared.  Clark was the driver to beat from 1962 to his death.  He was the standard other drivers measured themselves by.  He never crashed.  "If it can happen to Jimmy, in a Formula 2 race when he's not even dicing with other drivers, it can happen to anyone."  Precisely.  And it was a sideways impact with a tree that killed Clark.  It was the beginning of wisdom for road racing fans, drivers, circuit owners, and sanctioning bodies.  We began listening to Jackie Stewart.

By 1969, cigar cars had become aero-light, even with all that drag from tires and suspension in the air stream.  Lateral grip had increased exponentially, vastly increasing corner speeds.  Colin Chapman tried huge, high, wings on the Lotus 49.  In the Spanish Grand Prix at Montjuich the rear wing on Jochen Rindt's car failed.  The car was completely destroyed and Rindt was lucky not to be killed.

The FIA banned high wings altogether, and began legislating the size and location of rear wings.  Designers began searching for maximum downforce and lower drag.  The era of shovel noses, tea-tray front wings, side radiators, and proto-sidepods had arrived.  The beautiful cigar car disappeared.  For 1970, Colin Chapman came up with the next breakthrough design, a wedge.  In its own functional way, it was good-looking too.  But not as pretty as my beloved, lethal, cigar cars.


Lotus 72 at a vintage event.  With torsion bar suspension, side radiators, and a wedge shape. it was a breakthrough design
that remained competitive for five years (1970-1974), a lifetime in Formula 1.  And the gasoline was enclosed in a fuel
bladder in a triangular tank between the driver's back and the engine: a less disaster-prone location, although it was
located there partly to minimize the effect of an emptying tank on weight distribution.  But I missed my cigar cars.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

2014 GP Of Abu Dhabi And Gratuitous Thoughts on 2015


The new regulations haven't improved the looks of the cars as much as I'd hoped.  But Martini & Rossi has always
used stylish graphics on the cars it sponsors, and makes a current F-1 car about as good-looking as it can be.  And,
to my surprise at least, Williams came up with the "best of the rest" chassis in a year in which Mercedes was as
dominant, or more, as any legendary dominance since Formula 1 began.  And both Felipe Massa (who's driving
career was supposed to be over) and Valtteri Bottas ("who?") delivered some impressive drives to give the three-
pointed star its only nail-biting moments of the season.


Claire Williams's title is Deputy Team Principal, but she and Rob Smedley (Chief Engineer) are the brain trust behind the
Williams comeback.  Frank Williams has, so far, remained Team Principal, but his health is not good.  Claire and Rob
Smedley run the team on a day-to-day basis.  They made some race strategy mis-calls in 2014 that probably won't be
repeated in 2015.


David Hobbs likes the Abu Dhabi course, and prefers it to Brazil for a season finale.  I can't agree.  Abu Dhabi is flat and featureless.  I say: move Brazil adjacent to the Canadian and U.S. GP's on the schedule, and revert the finale to Japan's marvelous Suzuka.  Some of the cookie-cutter GP's in the Far East can lead up to Suzuka.  While I'm at it, let's lose "double points" for the last race of the season and other hype-generators which ruin the pure competition.

For that matter, 19 races is too many.  The season is too long and Formula 1 has cheapened itself.
Mark Webber, who was unceremoniously dumped by Red Bull last year, Tweeted to Jensen Button, who might be unceremoniously dumped by McLaren this year, "come on over to the World Endurance Championship where we do 10-12 races per season.  There's life after Formula 1, WEC is fun and competitive, and I've gotten my personal life back with a 10-12 race season."  I understand Webber completely, and would watch the WEC on TV if it were available here in the States.

Speaking of McLaren, it's just as surprising that Fernando Alonso is returning there, after 5 years with Ferrari, as it was that Ferrari fired Alonso.  He was the only bright spot in a dismal season for the Scuderia and as I've written here before, nobody gets more out of his car on race day than Fernando.  The Talking Heads say that Alonso was the price of Honda's (new) exclusive engine deal with McLaren, which is McLaren's only chance to leapfrog its Mercedes-engined competitors.  It's not too much to say that Alonso and Ron Dennis (who has returned to active management of the McLaren F-1 team) detest each other.  I hope Dennis has the sense to retain Button, who is a very good test and development driver, and who has an excellent relationship with Honda.  Button just might win another Championship while the rest of the team implodes under an Alonso/Dennis contest of wills.

But McLaren will need a silver bullet or two.  Mercedes looks to be as dominant in 2015 as it was in 2014.  And Williams, who has the only car that can even compete with Mercedes, returns with the same personnel and a year's worth of experience in managing race strategy at the sharp end of the grid.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Um... Not So Much...






About a year ago, I posted that the interwebs said that the new Miata-based Alfa Romeo roadster (a design partnership) was a go: both firms had green-lighted the car.  It would have a Miata interior unibody structure and suspension, but an Alfa engine/transmission and the gorgeous PininFarina body shown above.  Or maybe a slightly uglier PininFarina skin that was crash-test compliant.  The best of Italy and Japan, blended seamlessly--a potentially great small-bore sports car.  In my heart, as Monty Python & The Holy Grail puts it, "there was much rejoicing."

Now comes the Killboy.com photo above of (as he says) "the new Miata-based Alfa" being tested on the Dragon.  I hope the Miata skin is a complete disguise.  If Alfa is going to charge a hefty price premium for its badge and heritage, the car needs to look a lot more like the top picture than the bottom one.  And have north of 200 horsepower.  And sound like an Alfa.  As long as I'm writing a specification, let's have a Torsen l.s.d. and a manual box.  Let's have some Italian flair with our Japanese refinement.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Off Topic: Manned Space Missions Rant


The Slingshot Effect


According to news reports, the European Space Agency's Rosetta mission, which lasted 10 years and was completely successful, cost $1.3 billion.  This was less than the price of a coffee-per-year for a European taxpayer.  The amount of space engineering know-how and potential scientific discovery added to our store of knowledge is significant.

Many times, I've seen American advocates for space exploration say that popular support can't be found unless 1) it's a manned mission and/or 2) the public is scared into it with Cold War boogie men.  As far as the public is concerned, they say, the Hubble Telescope and the Mars Landers were yawns.  Both were comparatively inexpensive but scientifically productive.

So NASA is now promoting and planning a manned mission to Mars, which will be expensive, take years to mount, and produce little science beyond what we already know.  Why?  Because it might capture the public imagination.  "Public Scientists," like Neil deGrasse Tyson, who know better, are promoting manned space exploration.

I object!  It's true that the human mind is more creative than computer-run experiments.  But humans can collaborate and refine the observations and experiments from the comfort of earth.  There is no need to lift 400-600 lbs. of biomass (people) and expensive life-support systems into orbit,  maintain them for years, and re-lift-off from Mars.  We're talking bang for our science buck here.  I don't know how many more space science missions could be done for the cost of one manned Mars mission, but it's orders-of-magnitute.


Above and below: tiny target, rich in hard science, as compared with the size of Los Angeles, which is more rich in the
social sciences.  ;-)

Monday, November 17, 2014

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Alfa Romeo 4C




Alfa is back!

The American video road tests are rolling in, and the testers love it.  Duh...  What impresses me most, aside from the 4C's specification, is the price: $55K.  (That is, once they've shipped the ridiculously priced "launch" cars priced at $70K).

As for the 4C's specification, what's not to like?  237 horsepower (258 lbs./ft. of torque) in a car that weighs 2650 lbs.  A 6-speed twin-clutch paddle-shifted box, that has an automatic mode.  Zero to 60 in 4.3 seconds, around 1 G of cornering power depending on who's test results you believe.  (They're +/- hundredths on either side of 1G.)  For us traditionalists, the engine capacity is 1750 c.c.'s, harking back to the lovely GTA/GTV.

Here are links to a video road test (first) and a print ditto (second):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySvb44ucuIE

http://www.caranddriver.com/alfa-romeo/4c


It is entirely fitting and proper, as Abe said, that the first manufacturer to offer an all-aluminum d.o.h.c. engine in an affordable sports car (1953) is now the first manufacturer to offer a carbon-fiber chassis in an affordable car.  Thus the impressive sitting-in-your-garage weight.  The 4C is so light that it doesn't even need power steering. Your hands are connected to the tire contact patches right through the steering rack.

What a Dragon Slayer!  Better than a Lotus Elise/Evora (and better looking), for less money.  I could quibble about some styling details (and I'd replace the wheels).  And a roadster would be nice.  But, basically, the only downside is that someone of my age and creakiness has to roll out of the car onto his hands and knees to exit.  I'd surrender my dignity for the driving experience.