Less a car than a 5th-grade science project on seed germination, the
Peel Trident was designed and built on the Isle of Man in the 1960s for
reasons as yet undetermined, kind of like Stonehenge. The Trident was
the evolution of the P-50, which at 4-ft., 2-in. in length could justify
its claim as the world's smallest car, or fastest barstool. The Trident
is a good example of why all those futuristic bubbletop cars of GM's
Motorama period would never work: The sun would cook you alive under the
Plexiglas. We in the car business call the phenomenon "solar gain." You
have to love the heroic name: Trident! More like Doofus on the half-shell.
What makes a car bad? Is it the car with the worst exterior styling? The most dreadful interior? The most uncomfortable ride? The least reliable/most poorly made? Or is it a dismal combination of all these factors? For our purposes, the worst car in the world is not only the vehicle that incorporates the most of these negative traits, but also more importantly, has no redeeming qualities of what makes a car great whatsoever.
Friday, December 11, 2015
1961 Corvair
Rear-engine cars are fun to drive and even more fun to crash. While
rear-engine packaging offers enormous advantages, putting the vehicle's
heaviest component behind the rear axle gives cars a distinct tendency
to spin out, sort of like an arrow weighted at the end. During World War
II, Nazi officers in occupied Czechoslovakia were banned from driving
the speedy rear-engined Tatras because so many had been killed behind
the wheel. Chevrolet execs knew the Corvair — a lithe and lovely car
with an air-cooled, flat-six in the back, a la the VW Beetle — was a
handful, but they declined to spend the few dollars per car to make the
swing-axle rear suspension more manageable. Ohhh, they came to regret
that. Ralph Nader put the smackdown on GM in his book Unsafe at Any Speed,
also noting that the Corvair's single-piece steering column could
impale the driver in a front collision. Ouch! Meanwhile, the Corvair had
other problems. It leaked oil like a derelict tanker. Its heating
system tended to pump noxious fumes into the cabin. It was offered for a
while with a gasoline-burner heater located in the front "trunk," a
common but dangerously dumb accessory at the time. Even so, my family
had a Corvair, white with red interior, and we loved it.
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