Alexander 63 -- 2005-11-08
Toyota Vista SV32 rear suspension repair. Yes, I got to the incessant knocking in the rear suspension. I foolishly bought all the levers, cartridges in the racks and drove around the city to go around the few services whose specialists do not shy away in the corners as soon as they see my car. For all this repair, I was offered to part with almost 7,000 sweat and blood earned by full-fledged Russian rubles. The toad crushed me, but fear overtook me.
In short, I went to the store, bought a lot of WD40, a little more beer, fish, invited a friend and went to the garage, where there is a pit. It took about 2 hours to replace the cartridges with smoke breaks and drinking. No difficulties arose, even with the installation of springs in place.
Encouraged, he took to the levers. Trouble lay in wait when knocking out the bolt of the two transverse levers not to the beam, but where the wheel. Well, he didn't want to get out of there. A lot of words were said from profanity, good and different, now I remember it and it’s a real pity that I didn’t write down all these turns then.
As it was described somewhere in the articles, I really had to remove the beam - but this procedure turned out to be as easy as shelling pears: you unscrew about 8 nuts / bolts and it falls, you just need to remove not all the levers at once, but only on one side and do not bully the car let it stand on wheels.
There were no more problems with it. It took about 4 hours to replace the levers, of which about 2 hours to knock out one bolt, sobered up completely.
Now I drive a CAR. HERE.
The levers are about $80 each. Cartridges 1700 rub. a piece.
Vlad -- 2005-09-08
When loaded with 5 people in the Vista SV30, the rear suspension hits the bump stop muffled even in small pits. It is impossible to move more than 60 km / h for this reason. Racks alive, I think it's soft springs. I bought a car a week ago, I have no experience with Japanese women, so I ask for advice, friends: should it be like this, and how to deal with it?
Andrey -- 2005-09-08
There was such a canoe. I bought and installed new springs from the eurocamry SXV20 Lesjofors (800r / pc.) Everything is wonderful with them and sold.
I bought through eksist ordered at first Keelen paid then they call that they ran out, offered to pay a little extra and sent Lezhinfors.
Rulevoy24--2005-10-13
Vista 30. Clattering in the suspension when driving through crossings and on a gravel road. Inspection and checking for backlash did not reveal anything. I drove it to the stand, the master said that there were no backlashes and that the type did not suit me, so it still taps. There is a suspicion of a drive, since it asks for a replacement, it began to crunch in corners. You can still hear a shock in the suspension if you press the gas sharply while driving. I read somewhere earlier that this is a sign of worn silent blocks and stabilizer bushings. How to check, where to look, in general, I'm waiting for advice.
HoLL, 03 -- 2005-10-14
I have an SV32, the front suspension also rattled, and not a single asshole from the service station could sensibly explain where and what. I had to do everything myself as usual. As it turned out, the matter was in the stabilizer silents, those that attach it to the body (380 rubles per piece, note that they had metal cheeks) and those on the levers ("plates" 140 rubles per piece). In the worn "plates" metal bushings were almost torn off. When I replaced them, the front suspension stopped sloshing and strumming. This was especially noticeable when crossing tram rails. p.s. Do not take fakes, otherwise I foolishly bought some, I wanted to save money :-(, but they crashed in a month, and again there was a rattling on the rails.
Vasilich86 -- 2005-11-14
About Kilen springs on Camry in the 40th body. In general, it was necessary to change the springs, because when the whole family was in the car, they rode on bumpers :(. The springs fit from eurocamry. The tenth choice was a sedan (64650), a reinforced sedan (64730), a station wagon (64660), a reinforced station wagon (64720). wagon springs are longer.Everything is written in order of increasing thickness of the bar.In the end, common sense almost won :). 64730 (reinforced sedan) were ordered. Impressions: the backside has risen a few centimeters, now the empty car is a little goaty (although the frosts have come, the shock absorbers have become harder), but when the mother-in-law sits down from behind - a blunder, even though you always take her with you :). In general, I would advise you to install 64650.
Rustem -- 2005-10-27
I had the following joke with a creak. It all started with squeaks when switching the automatic transmission lever. I went to the automatic transmission service, from where they sent me with the words "come with a problem, everything is fine with you, but there is nothing to creak in the machine at all." But the creak remained, the further the more and more disturbing! And also on a "cold" car it creaked more strongly than on a "warmed up" one.
The second trip was to diagnose the chassis and suspension. They raised the car on a lift - the master climbed and looked, at my request he checked the engine cushions. Summary: you need to change the rear silent blocks and links. Went, bought, changed. Everything is fine ... But the creak remains!
After a while, the creak began to remind of itself even when driving on potholes. Patience finally snapped. Went to another service. Where the master, after carefully listening to my misadventures, did the following. Drove the car into the pit, put it in the "parking". And in this position, he tried to “rock” her back and forth. A characteristic creak was heard from .... MUFFLER MOUNTINGS on the front beam of the car! I sprayed some WD-40 on the ent and the squeak was almost gone. It turned out that the gum cracked there, metal on metal - and oh-la-la! Naturally, WD-40 is a temporary measure, later I replaced it. So if there is a pit, then using the technology described above, armed with WD-40, you can check. Good luck!
Toyota Vista 1992
Author: Brunette, Ulan-Ude
Release year:1992
Engine:3S-FE
Body brand: SV35 (Camry body)
Body type: Sedan
Transmission: AT
Drive: 4WD
Tenure: 1 year and 5 months
Fuel consumption: 12.5 - city, summer, minimum; 9 - track. 14-15 - city, winter; 9 - track.
I bought an old car (diary)
This is my second operating experience, and my cars differ from each other in almost the opposite way: first there was a 1991 Nissan Vanette diesel bus. (C22 body, manual gearbox, 4WD), I skated on it for two years and three months. From this tractor-tank hybrid, remarkable in almost every respect, I moved to an almost business-class sedan. My cars have one thing in common: engine size, country of origin and the first letter in the model name. Everything else is DIFFERENT. Here is a small, ten page MS Word, immersion in women's logic.
PART 1. By calculation
I will say right away: the super-popular Toyota brand does not excite me precisely because of its “universality” (exceptions are Windom and LandCruiser). However, having 90,000 rubles (in March 2005), you will not run too far. I know the offer of the local market at "5". I was interested in one machine, a 1995 Suzuki Wagon R, the price "for return" was just 90 thousand. The engine was 0.657 liters, my favorite mechanic, three years in Russia and 190 thousand on the odometer. It will soon require repair, but there are never spare parts for it. The bastard fell off. “Take what is maintainable and liquid! You’ll ride for a couple of months, ”said my common-law husband, he took a Pajero constructor in parallel with me. And we have planned: Pajero comes, is issued, we sell our cars and go to Vladik for others. But it turned out to be the opposite: they fled from the timing, and that liquid and maintainable car stayed with me much longer.
March 7th, 2005 Sold my precious bus. Bad mood. In the evening, we sat in a restaurant with the GRM and K, celebrated the International Women's. She drank a bottle of wine, arrived home at night, burst into drunken tears: Vanya is a pity. How is she there, with these village peasants who left in her? It turned out that the culture shock of the typewriter from the change of my caring handles to collective farm ones was deep: a month later the equipment flew. Damn tractor drivers!
March 8th. What the hell is a holiday when I don't have a car! Ignoring a slight hangover, in the morning I called ads - all offers up to 100 thousand. There were 7 of them. The cars were either sold, or the ratio "price - car" did not suit. And not a single “own” thought to congratulate me! With one guy, Ilya, they “stuffed an arrow” for tomorrow. He's got a 1992 Vista, he needs a walker repair, and he wants 90,000.
March 9th. Two white cars came to me: Ilya and the same almost “non-walking” Toyota Vista of the 92nd and his sister driving the Daihatsu Charade of the 99th (1.3 l, automatic transmission, “wood”). And Vista was in the back of the Camry! Seeing her, I closed my eyes and turned away in horror. So, in two cars, in the cabin of the Charade and with a Vista-Camry in the escort, I went to my permanent service station - to check the cars for lice. The first to roll onto the lift was little Charade. While we were getting (to the most outlying outskirts), I managed to take a good look at and even appreciate the driving performance of Daihatsik. Rides according to his low class. The masters flocked to the Charade in full force to gawk at this miracle. The verdict was: "The condition is almost good, not well maintained. And we do not know such machines." I also looked everywhere with a smart look. The machine is almost "in order", but the black antifreeze and the oil level on the dipstick are below the minimum. Wheelbarrow only a year and a half in Russia, health has not yet ended. But the vegetable salon and the machine. And there are no parts for it. And then how to sell it? I promised to think: what if I can’t find anything better. This one is fresh and economical.
What could not be said about the second contender for my care and my money. Vista, which was reluctant to look at, did not stay long at the examination. Opening the hood, the master found his beloved 3S. Feeling the hodovka, we found a four-wheel drive (which Ilya did not advertise, but I was delighted, knowing what kind of Thing it was). They also sniffed the machine gun and gave out a long list of what needed to be changed urgently. "And eats how much?" I asked Ilya in a bitchy voice. "Twelve-thirteen," he answered sadly. “Well, an automatic and four WDs, of course,” I said in a very nasty tone, “everything is clear with her. Enough, thanks, kick me out.” And it looks scary, I thought to myself, poking at the wobbly rear light. Watching the dirty white wood-flyer leave the box, groaning like a walker, I promised the craftsmen: "I won't take it!" And since my favorite service station is in the middle of nowhere, I asked the owner of Vista to give me a lift. It broke everything! Cozy lounging in a wonderful chair, legs stretched luxuriously (height 178, lower limbs up to a fig in length ...) I began to examine the salon, and he conquered me. The panel slightly turned towards the driver, black in the twilight of a young evening, looked just fine (wow, climate control! With an unfilled air conditioner, as it turned out in the summer). I liked the large leather four-spoke steering wheel, so thick. But the main thing is that the car, with all the deadness of the suspension, managed to ride very nicely for my priests, hardened by a two-bridge mikrach. Non-working racks shook and made soft sounds, but you won’t kill the breed! I got out of the car near the house with a couple of phrases in my head: "15 thousand is needed to restore the suspension" and "I'll start bargaining with eighty." Total: we have a decent big car in not quite good condition, but for 60-70% of the average market price. Unloved brand, nasty color and the wrong box, but what a salon! The conclusion was: "I'll do it, I'll go and sell it, but I'll get used to the machine." The boyfriend was supportive. But who asked him? This is personal, not a dinner menu.
March 10th. Crazy, I bought a Toyota that I didn’t look at first for 70 grand. We issued a general, I became the seventh in a row there (which should have alerted me, but I had already decided everything). The owner drove her home for the last time, advised us to refuel, because he was dissecting five liters in the morning, and we warmly said goodbye. Sitting behind the wheel, I was a little shy. The tinting and a layer of dirt on the windows (the windshield was especially suffocating!) gave the feeling of a submarine. Slowly, suppressing the urge to change gear, I crawled through the streets. The wonderful March evening was beautiful, the setting sun was generously slanting rays on the dirty windows, completely depriving visibility. Ilya must have been a clairvoyant. The machine aroused the mother's desire to wash and feed. Which was done in the first 15 minutes after purchase.
And at half past five I crawled out of the "AvtoLider" with a huge package of spare parts and consumables (shopping was luxurious!). At 18-00 the car crossed the gate of the same service station. One can imagine how the masters greeted my solemn appearance on a white horse. Applause from oiled hands: the work has stopped. Before the service station, I cowardly crept all 15 km and did not understand anything about the car: something was buzzing, somehow it was driving. Like driving for the first time in my life. And I can't believe she's mine. It all happened so quickly!
March 12th. I'm taking the car. They did a whole list of things with him. Engine: oil change (Mannol synthetics, this was in the engine), timing belt with rollers, oil seals, pillows, cleaning ... (I forgot the word, but not injectors), ignition adjustment and XX. Changed all filters and power steering belt, tie rods with tips and anthers. The work cost 2700 (cheap for regular customers). Normal cars seem to be happy after an oil change, but it's hard to say how much fun my Vista has become to drive. I don't know her yet.
My relatives, accustomed to shove tons of rubbish into the bottomless depths of the microbe, groan: how are we going to go to the village? But after sitting in a cozy cabin, he falls silent. In the evening I bought an OSAGO policy. God, yes it is twice as expensive as a bus! 2970 rubles - what a horror. Here you have 135 horses. AKP - bastard! It’s slippery to drive, I’m used to braking with the engine, but it’s inefficient on the machine, he thinks too long. Crap! Turned off the car with the lever in "D" and could not start it. Then she did it again and again.
March 15th. Vacuumed it all, found a bunch of coins, a woolen scarf and a set of brake pads. There is an excellent mat in the trunk, it cannot be compared with the linoleum of the bus. The salon is really super: velor, carpets and velvet. I really liked the backs of the rear seats, which recline and open a huge window into the trunk.
I feel that the power of the motor is ahead of the state of the hodovka. The car wants and can fly like the wind, but it's scary: everything dangles and jumps. I was stressed out for five years ahead (I even started wearing a bra!) ... I bought a bunch of anthers, silent blocks, a pair of ball and springs, brake pads and again handed over the car for repair of the front walker. I was struck by the prices for Toyota spare parts after Nissan: cheap, damn it! Cool rose only springs, one and a half for each. I was not greedy, I bought everything new (in my favorite "AvtoLider").
March 17th. Of the declared fifteen thousand scars, I rolled out, I even had to take it, and I managed to bring it back to normal only before the work was again estimated at 2,700 rubles. Two packages of components cost 12 thousand. The coveted new KYB failed to buy, I had to limit myself to pumping. Effective procedure, by the way! The car is now RUNNING!
March 18th. My "bedside table" was empty, and I had to ask Abramchik for a couple of thousand for tires, for the front axle I bought a pair of beautiful Falken Espia for 2500 along with disks and another bare disk. Removed "Bridges" became spares. I had to carefully observe the size of the rubber 185 / 70R14, because the wheels must be the same (4WD). In the evening, after work, we changed our shoes. We need to do a demolition! How stupid this machine infuriates me!
March 19th. We made a similarity-collapse on the computer in "Danal" and went to the village. On the way, it turned out: the repair was done perfectly, the car holds the road due to the “front” alone, turns almost without heeling. The suspension is stiffer than its counterparts - but just to my taste. Only the steering is not very pleasant, soft and indistinct for some. Already at the end of the road flew off the road into a ditch. The entire city of the city was going to pull us out - in this cunning village on Lake Baikal, half of the ministers, directors, etc., have dachas. I know everyone, it was fun.
March 20th. Somehow we got to the city on a bent rack. The car went along the highway, like a Far Eastern crab, sideways. Zadolbalas straighten it with a wheel, sheer tension. And the appearance suffered: the putty flew off the wing. So I suspected that the wing was already made. Okay, I didn't miss anything! :) Vista eats little on the highway: nine liters. But in the city… Thirteen is the minimum. Because after the repair you can drive faster and bolder! Ha, a bad ride saves gas...
March 23rd. I finally moved to the left lane, second only to fresh foreign cars. The rest just can't catch up with my Vista. Here is the beast! You press the gas - she "R-r-ry" and forward. Bliss. However, the machine is still annoying by its mere presence.
Evening. Finally washed the car. Yes, she's nothing! One thing is not clear: how to transport a dog? (A mix of a husky and a shepherd dog, can be confused with a small wolf.) In the process of hand washing, I noticed that the paint on the rear right door cracked with rays radially. And the power window doesn't work. Then it turned out that this is not a fig not paint. These are putty half a pound ...
March 24th. It didn’t work out in the morning: I drove out of the yard, turned around, and the car got stuck near the gate. Grinds a wheel that I haven't changed yet. And what are the other three normal wheels doing?! Dura Vista yells and doesn't budge. Because of the machine, I do not feel the adhesion of the wheels to the ground. I am shocked: the bus would not allow itself such a thing, on it I climbed out of such a “g”! .. I want a hard block! I can’t get out of the swing: the door leaf is open thirty cm from the front bumper. The grinding wheel is on the ice, the others are on fine ground, uneven and frozen since morning. What the hell? I lay the board - grinds the board. I pour sand and move the car forward, so that the nose is scratched on the collar. It's 35 centimeters. Jolts, poke-poke, but I pass a filthy place. Escaped. Phew. So what was it? I see that the wheel is not very round, and the machine was grinding with it, sending all the torque there. I leave and sneak to the tire fitting, which has become almost native. There they announced to me that the cord was torn, they threw out the bald head and put my second spare tire from the front. For the summer, you need to buy a set of Japanese summer used clothes (5000 rubles). She finally showed her treasure to the bodybuilders. They laughed for a long time at the tightly closing trunk and hood, and then, with their usual kindness, they told what Vista had done and done. It would be better if I did not stop by!
March 27th. For three whole days the car did not ask for anything. I drove it neatly into the forest - among the trees the sedan looks idiotic and it's scary to drive it. And the weather is already picnic! On the bus, I almost drove through the forest, short, maneuverable and high, he felt great there. But in the city, Vista is great.
First conclusions
I scolded Whist more, but there are also positive things in it. I'm used to the scary look. Reliability exudes from her. You go out - standing, waiting, the muzzle is wide and contented, as if she began to smile. It always starts up. On the cold - purely injector from the second time, warm - from the first. And no wonder she is in the highest configuration VX. Salon and dashboard please. Everything is comfortable, beautiful, wonderful, no complaints. The steering wheel is also adjustable for reach, it rises up after removing the key from the ignition; the seat cushion has two adjustments, the lumbar support is ventilated. Gray velor is a very noble material. The trunk is very spacious (for a sedan, of course). Loading has little effect on the dynamics. All fluids and aggregates are in one place - under the hood, and are not scattered anywhere, like in buses. I really like the Chinese (!) Steel Mate signaling with remote engine start. When it warms up, it turns itself off. However, the machine continues to be slightly annoying, the transmissions are very long and there are few of them. I want mechanics and a more original color!
Still, not in vain do not like Toyota. They really are kind of faceless, boring, inexpressive. Just a car, and nothing more, hardy, strong. But boring, I want a more emotional car or tune this somehow. And one more thing: auto happiness is big and comfortable. Spit on expensive insurance and 13 liters per hundred!
PART 2. Favorite animal
September 2005 in the yard. And we are still together. Five thousand kilometers were added on the odometer, the total amount spent on improving the health of the white old woman exceeded the "fortieth". But this is nonsense: the main thing is how the car has changed and what attitude it has managed to evoke.
Adventures
I'll tell you about the trap in the city!
We love the straight path. When a person gets behind the wheel of a car and his opportunities increase, he does not stop looking for the shortest path. But sometimes it is there that unexpected traps open their predatory mouths. For example, to the village of Vostochny from Zagorsk, several spontaneous dirt roads lead straight across the hill. People actively use these roads, saving time. So, on one of them, someone once dug a deep rut. How many cars got into it - do not count. Judging by the knurling of this rut to nowhere, car owners literally fall into the pit in batches and with great pleasure.
Vista and I were among the unfortunates. The habit of driving gardens arose at the very beginning of driving training (on the Hilux Surf!). Vanette 4WD with its clearance of 18 cm and short overhangs also strengthened the manner of not taking a steam bath when choosing a route. In general, I decided to climb the hill, since everyone rides. I climb quietly onto a steep hillock, before my eyes - a raised hood and the sky. The car rolls over quietly, so as not to strike a long belly and suddenly - bam! - A pit opened up in front of us! My feline reaction and hard braking saved the front bumper from hitting the ground. I got out, looked around, everything is OK with the car (photo below).
It is very easy to fall into this cunning trap: you see a hillock, behind it is the road again, the pit is not visible. You calmly climb - and fall down completely unexpectedly. Even the embankment, consisting of earth taken out of the ditch, is smoothly rolled by wheels. The illusion of normal travel is complete. The most offensive in this extreme is involuntarily that there is no sign and that it is impossible to leave on your own even with a full drive. And we tried! But one rear wheel got into a hole, had almost no traction, and the stupid Full Time system sent almost all the torque to it. This is not Full, but simply Fool! I had to call our service station, it is 200 meters away, from there the locksmiths rolled on IZH Oda and pulled out the “turnip”! They sat deep.
Another test was a trip to Lake Baikal. The route, familiar from childhood, had to be overcome with an unusually full cabin: someone very close asked to bring three people to Baikal - a couple of Muscovites and an accompanying person. The car drove almost like an empty one, there was not much difference. About 120 kg more were added back: they put the fifth person and threw a sack of potatoes. It was very interesting to evaluate the behavior of the car with a full load at a distance of 170 km. Arriving in the city - very safely and cloudlessly - I drew conclusions. Firstly, the butter has eaten up a little (this is normal, and I even know where exactly it was eaten - on the Mandrik pass). Secondly, fuel consumption has really increased - gasoline engines generally sin in this way in comparison with diesel engines. Dynamics did not suffer much, and our harsh suspension pressed and softened pleasantly. Of course, the car with me alone on board (62 kg) drives a little more fun, but the difference in behavior is small. However, the impression of a loss of dynamics is enhanced by the sedate driving style caused by a large number of passengers and responsibility for them.
135 "mares" and 1 girl
When there are no asses in the interior of your car and, accordingly, other people's lives, you drive, of course, faster and more aggressively. If you spin a quite peppy 3S-FE to four thousand revolutions, wow, the car rushes forward like a gladiator sleeping well! The soundtrack (killed Glushak) enhances the impression of overclocking. With a cry of “Oooh, I’ll tear everyone,” my young pensioner really vomits someone. Although an automatic all-wheel drive, by definition, is inferior in agility, so I am generally satisfied with the throttle response of my Vistochka.
By the way, the car became much more mobile after the candles were replaced. Spoiled by my excellent diesel engine, which for more than two years only asked me to change a couple of oil seals, I was displeased with the idea that something had to be done regularly in a gasoline engine. For example, adjust the idle speed, which ranged from 600 to 1400 depending on the mood of the car. Until the cooling system was flushed, they varied. Fresh Denso spark plugs (90 rubles / piece) miraculously affected both throttle response and fuel consumption. Today it is 12.5 liters in the city, and this is a good indicator for a car like a two-liter Toyota Vista 4WD 1992. By the way, the car has a little frolic after my vacation. Either the mileage on the highway of 600 km had a beneficial effect, or the injector cleaner finally worked. I poured chemistry out of curiosity: the bus simply adored the injector mixture - while it was in the tank, it flew like a swallow.
Good Year is a thrill!
After changing winter tires to summer tires, the used Good Year GT070 of its native size, even retaining the “hairs” (4500 r), the behavior of the car has changed significantly. That turn, which she took at a speed of 60 km / h, now flies at 70 and without tension. Summer tires are just awesome. She slaps the cracks in the pavement in a very funny way. At first, this sound amused me so much that I drove with the window down. However, I noticed that the face of a young woman in the window of an elderly woman and screaming with a Vista muffler has a bad effect on men with complexes on various rattlets. It is worth rushing past such an unfinished macho driving a tattered "shahi" or a puttied Corolla 100, as he forgets about everything and rushes in pursuit. Terrible!
As for the wet road, I can say: on the track in the rain, I drove 120 km / h, and everything was fine. Only at the turn the car made me feel that it is desirable to drop the arrow a little. And on dry land, we accelerated to 130 and it became clear that this was not the limit, we only needed more even asphalt! So is it worth buying a fresh car three-four-ten times more expensive to drive 20-30 km/h faster? (I'm kidding.) By the way, if it weren't for the high lift that someone once subjected my Vista to, it would be much more stable and calm. But it cannot be removed: I drive much more often in Ulandon, the capital of Buryatania, where it is absolutely not good to do a low car. And a clearance of 20 cm (no kidding!) helps not to worry.
In May, the power steering fell ill. When turning the steering wheel, an eerie low buzz began to be heard. It turned out that the hose burst and the fluid leaked out. But somehow the hydrach kept pushing and the steering remained light. The hose was terribly scarce, and at the dismantling it was estimated at 700 rubles. But I was cash-strapped and asked for a substantial discount. In order not to worry about what type of Dexron was previously filled in the power steering, it was changed to the whole figure. It took two liters of liquid. The entire repair took about three hours, and they took 200 rubles for the money.
summer test
And now I will talk about disappointment with a plus sign. It hit me on the beach when I decided to check a modest Toyota 4WD for lice. Actually, I have already made a conclusion about it. It's like four vede - bullshit after a hard Part time. I mean, the engineers created it for those who drive through a slippery city in winter, nothing more. With this thought, I put three guys in the salon. They are from the "light but strong" category, with two of them being good drivers and the third one being a professional cook. I also stocked up on a shovel, and we went to the beach. Having pushers with me, I boldly climbed into the sand. The guys sat very quietly and very calmly, holding their breath and waiting for the final peck with their noses in the sand. One rode, hung out the window, looking at the wheels, and periodically reported in surprise: "It does not even slip." In general, our crew furrowed the entire beach, including real deep sand. We drove along the edge of the surf very beautifully, shocking a bunch of American tourists (picture of the car below). The gear selector was on "L", the diff lock was on the conscience of the electronics, my foot treated the gas pedal very gently. The result was staggering: we never burrowed anywhere at all. We stalled in one place - when, quite insolent, I tried to storm the hill. Pajero crawled there last year with a dusty plume, so it would be strange to climb there.
And the frustration befell your author in a couple of days, when a beautiful frame was needed. “Right now, I’ll push the pedal, and it will raise a cloud of sand in any way, don’t yawn,” I promised the photographer and aimed at a segment of deep sand. With the cry "Banzai!" I drowned the right pedal, anticipating that my wheels would now be buried up to the hubs. Ha! What hubs ... Vista with all the dope rushed forward, as if on asphalt, just jumped on the sand like a tiger. I obeyed the command - banzai (forward), which means banzai. The frame did not turn out - only the rear wheels spin slightly. I went out, looked at the blurry footprint in loose and quicksand, scratched my turnips: “And if it doesn’t have a highway, but put mud + snow? ..” In general, I really wanted Full Time to screw up, but it didn’t work out.
Here. I was simply subdued by my old car - an elderly snow white with a fighting character. Feelings: it is strong and does not offend anyone (neither reckless drivers, nor bad roads) and nowhere - neither in the traffic flow, nor far outside the city. Behind her terrible, if judged objectively, appearance hides an outstanding, multifaceted car. Wistin's temper is woven from contradictions. There are sports features - a stiff suspension, a strong engine. There are practical ones - soft and very light steering, four-wheel drive, automatic, large trunk (folding the rear seats, I transported three-meter pipes in the cabin and trunk, and not a single centimeter stuck out). And the rear wiper (it's cool to wave it in a traffic jam in the rain in front of the nose of a jeep or mikrach - let them not think that this is purely their privilege!). And there are elements of luxury - climate control, heated mirrors, as well as factory-installed, but untimely deceased ABS and an airbag. And this is the ninety-second year!!! These were the first samples, probably! Self-locking doors at 20 km/h, velor, a bunch of lights, soft pliable panel material, in which you don’t recognize plastic, a beautiful leather steering wheel ... About impressive ones - in a passenger car! - I have already said the ability to off-road. Everything that is in the car is very useful to me and I liked it.
PART 3
This is a sad story. After our happy "honeymoon" of six months (and this is in a marriage of convenience!) A black streak began. We were returning in August 2005 from the village - for no reason the engine overheated. The repair took a lot of time and a lot of money, they changed the worn rings, hardened caps and seals, the gasket, at the same time the liners ... Moreover, the repairs were done very poorly, the car did not drive, drank gasoline as if dying of thirst and smoked “like an injured one”. The compression was like a competition "who is lower" between the "pots": from 10 to 13 points. The problem turned out to be misadjusted valves. After that, everything fell into place: and the consumption fell from Kruzakov's 20 to 15 winter, and the compression leveled off everywhere to the pioneer 13, to the envy of everyone. I didn’t have to drive during the winter - in connection with the reworking and completion of this mini-capital, and the winter of 2005/06 was marked by severe frosts and the motto “Let the racks flow” and “Cut down the resource of the units”. I figured: it’s faster to go to the minibus than to play the “Will it start or won’t start” lottery. In November or December, tired of fussing with the STOshnikov who repaired the dviglo, I tried to solve ALL problems with the car in general. One Saturday I went to the market. In the evening I put the car on the signaling (because I went to visit, I usually didn’t do this - Vista and I then lived at my timing in a private house with a yard). On Sunday morning I decided to repeat the trip to the beam. Ha! The battery has passed out, but the car does not open with the key: there were no locks at the time of purchase (they were torn apart in the past). While I went and bought a classic metal ruler 50 cm, it was already too late to go to the market. I learned to open the car with a ruler in two minutes. She closed it and went to the store. Soon the buyers called and drove up to announce. I take a line. Again ha! Now it doesn't open! I fought for about 15 minutes ... The buyers left - and what: it opened like a pretty one. Here is a brazen cunning face! Then, by the way, in between times I changed the generator (1000 re contract), and the problems with the battery disappeared: it began to charge instantly.
The next rebellion of Vista was also associated with the sale and eased my budget by … 40 thousand. She was still on the same service station on the outskirts, where she looked before buying. She just stood by and saved me money. Because I just left my timing belt, and the free parking is over. Good STOshniki started the car in the morning and drove it out into the street, and in the evening (frozen at -30) they rolled it into the box. And so two weeks. But somehow in the evening a man called on an ad. The price was ridiculous (110 thousand - this is much to the detriment of itself). I really wanted to see the car. Call, I say, in the morning and pick me up there. He's good. Half an hour later, my STOshniki call - just crazy: "With your car - pipets!" It turned out that it was on that day, at the hour that such an interested buyer appeared, a huge layer of putty flew off the roof of the car. The size of a hatch. I cried all evening. Honestly, how did she know? In the morning the buyer called back (which I did not hope for, our people are “wildly obligatory!”), I had to refuse. She lied that KamAZ stepped on her at night.
March is here and the weather is getting warmer. She took my insidious swallow and began to look for a car service that would fix it cheaper. I rode for a couple of days with a “bald head” of bare metal on the top of my head. On the day when there was a year of our life together (coincidentally!), I cleaned her injectors on ultrasound. After that, she stopped stalling at "2" when descending from the mountain (it started after the capital). Nothing else has changed, although the effectiveness of the procedure was obvious (gasoline after cleaning was poured in an amount of 41 to 42 ml, before cleaning there was a spread of 15 points! And it is acceptable for serviceable nozzles - 2-3 ml difference).
According to the body price range was monstrous. Someone wanted to make a clean roof for 4 thousand rubles, someone - for nine. One generally required a replacement, which he estimated at 17, plus the roof itself (10 pieces - to order, but was hardly available - for 5). At the same time, almost everyone was yelling in unison - it is necessary to make a wheelbarrow entirely! Because she has a bit here, finally killed here, etc. Finally, one station said: we make it for you ALL for 30 (including painting). For consumables, drag another 5, for a bumper to a separate master bumperist - two pieces, we will pour the paint for free. I appeared there several times - I went to the adored razvalchik. This station is called "Danal" and is reputed to be the most expensive in Ulan-Ude. But the form of ownership has just changed there, because the masters are new, prices and everything else.
At first, they did not want to take on this "haemorrhoid on wheels" at all. But my smiles and natural charm did their dirty work for them. We resolved the issue on the form of payment (barter - advertising in my office). This played a role: the car was made not for a month, but for two. All bodybuilders who got a job at Danal were put on it (which did not affect the quality, oddly enough). But she got under the move from one box to another (several little things were lost such as the power window button). She was unlucky with painting - the camera was closed for a while (by the way, Wolf, the best in a radius of many kilometers). But when my car lacked putty, the latter was taken from other clients. And when I picked her up, she was vacuumed and washed. While the long and painful process of a major body repair was going on, I appeared at the station regularly - the men even wanted to give me a robe and put me on the staff. Picked up the car already in the "green May". She became so unrestrainedly good that I could not stop looking at her, then I stared out the window and died of love for my wayward iron "child". Smooth sides, no "cellulite", an even radiance of snow-white color - she even looked bigger (white plump!).
The most deadly thing happened after painting and assembly (wow, this is also a whole song: spare parts were collected throughout the station for a month, they “ran up”, I made a huge effort of will to return the carpet from the trunk, and a couple of handles, and all plastics). Satisfied as a former virgin, I solemnly floated on my sparkling car through the gloomy May city. I put down the repairmen, everything was as it should be, it was already 10 pm, and the service had just switched to round-the-clock mode. I was driving home, although there was a desire to make a circle of honor around the city. But as soon as I passed the second intersection, my newfound joy died out! And it didn't start again. The starter turns, something buzzes, something clicks - but the engine is silent! Gasoline ran out - Stirlitz guessed. A friend was pulled out. Brought and poured gasoline. Nevermind. I had to call the master from "Danal" on mikrach. He dragged Vista back. In the morning, some unfamiliar mechanics, who removed the box there, climbed into the engine - and in vain. No, they started the car. But after their intervention, the engine shook, again smoked like a victim, and the car, of course, did not move. What have they done? They changed the fuel pump (I had to buy it - one and a half thousand for a contract). And these boors also demanded money for "repairs"! Thousand. Here my upbringing gave way to maternal instinct (“My child was offended!”), And I exploded so colorfully! The entire Danal listened respectfully. Mats did not fly, speech by some miracle remained literary. But the amount of payment was instantly halved, although these boors shouted “We brought it to you!” and beat their thin chest with a dirty heel. But the engine started to work wrong! I gave them 500 re as arrogantly as possible, promised to take the car to a specialized motor center and defiantly called a tow truck for tomorrow (a friend at the MMC Canter). And proudly left. But she didn’t even reach the gate: the boors caught up and swore to fix everything overnight and for free (only they didn’t fall on their knees). Yes, I stuck them hard. I still doubted - they already did what they could! But, gritting her heart, she left Vista to them and canceled the tow truck. In the morning the car was in order, the boors dumped me to sleep so as not to look into my harsh glasses. So this is how you need to communicate with STOshniki, it turns out! And I spent four years with them tenderly ...
After that there was another jamb. After which no one can convince me that my car is just a pile of iron. On the urgent advice of the repairmen, I again rolled out onto the beam on it. And in the evening the starter abruptly refused. The master has arrived. Diagnosed: nickels stuck, gave me wires and taught them how to wind up (didn't come in handy).
In those corrupt days, small problems rained down like nuts from a bucket: fuses suddenly burned several times (emergency lights and the most valuable - a horn, but I learned how to change them), the wheel was blown away for no apparent reason ... But sometimes Vista behaved perfectly. The consumption was 15 liters - the driving mode was exclusively sporty. In general, I killed everyone who came across - just like that, for the buzz. I had to dodge the traffic cops, who in those days tried to sell me all their striped sticks! Because I did not consider it necessary to purchase OSAGO: the car seems to be for sale. Here, not finding a more convenient time, the CV joints (both) began to crackle, the oil pump in the morning could not push through for 10 seconds or until you stomp the gas ... In the end, tired of playing daily hide and seek with the gays (they have a favorite place my office) and nervous about the oil starvation of my precious 3S-FE, I gave the car to a real-world dealer buddy. He rode on my swallow, and I watched from the balcony, dropping salty tears from the sixth floor. It was lousy. How much we had to endure together, how much effort, wages and labor of masters of various profiles were invested in this all-wheel drive monster. How many eyes of STOshnikov were turned to her and me (to the most different parts of our organisms!). How many nerve cells died irrevocably. How rich the tax authorities, the state, Avtolider and Yukos have become! But to lose Vista, who, as a result of all the torment, became dearer than another child, my universal and omnipotent devourer of the 92nd, my capricious friend and rebellious servant? Yes, the loss of another boyfriend is not so terrible.
Nevertheless, my darling stayed on the market for four weeks, and I, as a parent, went to the pioneer camp and visited her. I opened it with a ruler (the battery was weathered), washed it, sat in my dear salon. And leaving, on a wide snow-white muzzle she read: “Hello! When are you going to take me out of here?!” Blah. And buyers do not tear the phone, everything is calm. And when vacation dangerously approached, I could not stand it. Paid one and a half grand to park in the fucking market, picked her up, bought her insurance, and rode her until she…boiled. The temperature gauge was in the middle, and the radiator gurgled like eggs on the stove. They changed the thermostat because it was stuck. Then I was offered an exchange for a liter March. We arranged a mutual inspection of the cars. And my baby was offended - the next day the second thermostat jammed (also Japanese, "Tama")! Boiled again. The thermostat was pulled out and returned to the store (the money was given back). According to the fallen dynamics, I realized that the pipets had come to the gasket. A look under the radiator cap confirmed this. I calculated the amount of repair: an oil pump (1500 re used, twice as expensive as a new one - and then on order), CV joints (3400 per pair) and again a mini-capital for overheating ... Fuel consumption without a thermostat increased to 20 liters ... Then I said : "You got me. You win". And I called on the first photo ad. As a result, two days later, having paid 40,000 extra (I took a loan), I rode a non-running Honda Logo (1.3 l, manual transmission, 99). And around my swallows crowded like vultures over carrion, market outbid. The sight made me feel like crap like never before.
It's been about two weeks since that awful moment. I feel: how I miss my big, comfortable old car!.. My tormentor and protector rolled into one. The one with whom we have experienced and gone through so much. All this is not forgotten. In general, I successfully, but soullessly changed it for a fresh and stupid small car (I always despised them), and everyone around me is happy for me, looking into the clear crystal eyes of the “Logo” frog. But how sad I am and how afraid I am to meet my Vista, wrapped around a pole by the eighth owner, or helplessly standing on some dirty service with a torn gut.
If the thirtieth Vista-Kamryukha were produced somewhere, I would buy myself such a new one, take care of it from my youth and drive happily ever after. Magnificent car. If not so tortured that even a maniacally caring aunt with a good salary could not revive her. "Thirty-fifth", RESPECT to you and eternal memory! For without injections of 5-6 pieces per month, on average, my now former machine will not last long.
But you don’t have to write in the comments - give birth to a child, get married. You can see for yourself: the men leave and come. Rather, there is no animal car. We change them ourselves.
Based on site materials
Author: Denis, Chita I have owned a model of the Japanese car industry called asta-la-"VISTA" since October 2002. There were no plans to purchase it at all, but it just so happened that I was selling a microtruck and found an exchange option. And the choice was between this Vista (with mileage) and '93 Karina (without a run). I won’t explain why I chose an older car for a long time, but comparing even Shurin’s Karina of 97 with it, I can say one thing - those who prefer the Volga to the Zhiguli will understand me. The smoothness of the ride, combined with the impenetrability of the suspension and the ability when you need to press down on the gas pedal and quickly and clearly overtake or burn the tires at the start - this is not a "golf-class" balalaika for you (although objectively Karina 1.8 is gaining a hundred faster - the difference in weight is 300 kg - throw 6 bags of potatoes into it - we'll see who else!) Pros:
Release year:1991
Engine: 3S-FE (2L)
Body brand: SW33
Body type: Sedan
Transmission: avt.
Drive: per.
Tenure: year
Fuel consumption: Summer: city 10.5 - 11 Winter: city 13 - 15
You may get the impression that this is my first Japanese woman and that's why I praise her so much, but this is not so.
I had a chance to own both a twin-turbo Supra and a two-liter Ascot with a manual gearbox - so after them any family sedan in terms of dynamics is an iron.
In addition to them, I had a Niva, Volga, Laurel, Crown and Mark2, but for convenience I can only compare with Mark (Laurel was on the mechanics).
In general, if you compare the pros and cons, the picture will be like this:
Good equipment - super salon, full electrics (locks, doors, mirrors, sunroof), ABS, 4WS (if anyone does not know - all wheels turn), TEMS (adjustable suspension - soft / hard), broom, heated mirrors, auto light, climate control control, ionizer, radio with an amplifier and 6 speakers, the steering wheel that automatically rises when the ignition key is removed, the air conditioner, of course, the hydrach, the key-remote, the rear seat backs fold (you should have seen people's eyes when I once, like Igor Kio, took out a curtain from the trunk 3.5 meters long, which would not fit into every station wagon). The stove deserves special approval - At the lowest fan speeds, you can ride in a jacket in winter (I remember in the field - while the windows began to thaw - you have already arrived). Funny moment - the ashtray inside is velvet .Other little things, such as additional headlights illuminating the turn, lighting in the cabin of everything and everyone, or wipers hiding under the hood are insignificant, but pleasant.
A good suspension - taking off on springboards (we have all the highways of them), never pierced the suspension and did not "hang my face" on the asphalt, although this happened on the supra, crown or laurel (especially the supra). In addition, the stock wheels and tires have surprisingly high ground clearance. (perhaps because of the TEMS suspension, because many complain just about the low landings of Vista. At least, the father-in-law, the owner of the field, having made his way to the dacha on my whist along the "drunken road" due to the lack of documents and nowhere even tsepanuv for gullies, two days was delighted).
Powerful brakes with ABS (all discs), (although it was because of the brakes that I “hit” the thing with bucks, but more on that later), it’s very convenient to get close to them - replacing the pads in a circle took about 40 minutes. to do it with a handbrake - complete hopelessness. Firstly, there is no "handbrake" as such (there is a scissor :) Secondly, ABS flatly refuses to understand this maneuver.
The steering wheel, which is tight at first glance (the hydrach has to turn 4 wheels) actually allows you to keep the car at speed much better on the track than the light, but wadded steering wheel of the same carina (I will finish it to the end). Leaving a crowded parking lot is child's play: the turning radius is very small due to the steering of the rear wheels.
Engine: Starts, as they say, "half a kick." Even in winter (and here in Chita the frosts were consistently -35-38 this winter), after parking in a cold garage, it started up easily, though according to a certain method - 2-3 turns with the starter, wait 10 seconds, another 2-3 turns, wait again , turn the key and - "brmmm ..." - started up.
I ate a bit too much in winter - 14 liters, or even 15, but since with the onset of heat the appetite decreased to quite acceptable 10-11 liters per hundred (despite the fact that the box is always in PWR mode), then you need to sin on some then the sensor (either a cold start, or some other roofing felts). The vibration in the range of 1000-1300 rpm is a little annoying, but this is the rear engine mount that needs to be replaced.
Body: Surprisingly strong. I remember, having stopped on a slope, they could not open the doors on Ascot - it got stuck, Vista does not have such a problem (and its doors are rackless).
Another example: in April I played billiards - I played a cue on Vista, a pocket - Mark2 95, and as a ball - Corolla 91. Summed up the brakes, or rather my negligence and negligence of the previous owners. When braking on dry pavement, 3 out of 4 wheels did not brake at all, and 4 blocked and were immediately safely disinhibited by the vigilant ABS. I've only experienced this on open ice. In general, clanged great. When a stunned “sufferer” got out of the Corolla, it took a long time to convince him that I had not fallen asleep at the wheel and was not a “teapot”.
Subsequent pumping of the brakes showed that there was anything in the system (water from a puddle, grandmother's jelly, cucumber pickle with dill) except for the brake fluid. So I commemorated with a strong word the owner, who "topped up" himself, that he had not bled the brakes before (they seemed to me tight at first).
The results of the accident turned out to be the most striking: Mark had to tint and polish the bumper (1000 rubles), the Corolla had the whole backside and in front of the accordion - repairs at "his" service station cost 28,000 rubles. (she, the infection, is not much more expensive). And now - a sensational discovery (at least for me):
VISTA HAS BEEN BENT IN THE NUMBER, A FEW ABRASIONS ON THE BUMPER (NOT EVEN TO THE PLASTIC) AND THE LIGHT IN THE HALOGEN WAS SHAKED OUT!
Review of 2006!
Good day
Bought this beauty in dark green metallic about six months ago.
Before that, there were different cars: both domestic, starting with Moskvich-401, up to VAZ-2109 (re-exported from Finland), and foreign ones - all Toyotas: Camry in the back of CV-40, surf 91 made, mark-2 wagon ( in 76 body), all-wheel drive town ice. All Japanese women were diesel, which was dictated by living conditions - they are more practical in the polar winter.
In connection with the planneddriving in central Russia, I decided to buy gasoline, since they are much cheaper in Norilsk than diesel engines.I did not suffer from the agony of choice, because. all previous cars were changed for the sole purpose of determining what kind of car I need, more convenient.
As they say, from what he left, he also came. Started with Camry, came to Vista.
About the pros and cons.
The machine is good, in terms of comfort (purely my opinion) there will be a number of Karin-Kaldin-crowns higher.According to the suspension - as much weaker than those listed, how much more comfortable they are.
Vista has a problem, not very big, but rather annoying - the turning radius is even larger than that of the same "crocodile" mark-2 wagon! It is somewhat tiring when you have to turn around to turn around.
The clearance is somewhat small, which, when driving on Russian roads, strains the body with hooks when overcoming curbs / pits.A sufficiently large front overhang makes you cautious when overcoming such obstacles, the bumper is not cheap!By the way, it has already been changed on mine - it stands from the European Camry-grace, which can be seen from the turn signals and lower lip (photo).
As for the engine, we can say that 1.8 liters (125 mares) is enough for her, only a little bit of experience in driving a fairly heavy car with such a move and an automatic gearbox is needed. Manipulating the overdrive button allows you to work out for yourself a certain tactic for driving this car.
I didn’t have to adapt to the special behavior of whists with the specified configuration (engine / gearbox). previous cars, except for the brand, were with automatic transmission.
Before me, riders owned the machine (two sons, who later became drug addicts, for whom their mother bought this whist).The car has undergone a number of minor accidents, which forced the former owners to regularly invest in straightening / replacing parts and painting (the driver's door, bumper, front optics with a radiator grille were replaced, the rear right fender was straightened - the consequences of "poking" in different parts of the car at different times). The accidents did not bring any serious consequences - the load-bearing parts of the body were not damaged, the radiator was not even beaten / not crushed, which allowed the air conditioner to remain in working order. The patience of the parents ended and they gave me this machine for 120 sput.
Upon taking possession, I immediately changed the engine oil and filter, the dexron in the automatic transmission (changed it myself, removed the drip tray and metal filter, washed the whole thing with acetone and assembled it in place. When removing / installing the filter, you need to pay attention to the fact that the filter mounting bolts each one fell into its place, because they have a different - hardly noticeable at a glance - length. The tray is placed on the sealant. The rest of the dexron, which was not a stack when shooting the filter, was changed by partial replacement - after 100-150 km. drained out of the box through drain hole without removing the pan, poured through the dipstick exactly as much as it flowed out. And so four times).
After that, I decided to replace the candles, as well. I did not like the excessive noise during engine operation, given that it is gasoline.
Candle wrenches sold in car dealerships (such with a hinge and a transverse welded bar as a handle) turned out to be unsuitable for use - on the very first candle, the crossbar handle simply broke off, unable to withstand the force applied to it ....
We managed to unscrew the candles only by assembling the appropriate key from the head, extension cord and ratchet from the Arsenal set ... we got stuck, damn it!
When examining the candles, I came to the conclusion that since the Japanese alienated this car (from the last Japanese MOT), no one has changed the candles. Vista has been in Russia since 2001 and obviously no one has touched them. The central electrode burned out almost to the insulator, the gap was about 3.5-4 mm on all candles :). Replacing the spark plugs with regular ones (according to the catalogue) allowed the engine to work as it was intended by the manufacturers!
The battery is old. It looks like it hasn't been changed, just like the spark plugs - the same yap, with thin terminals and extremely compact. While it works. The car refuses to start only after a week and a half of sediment without the engine running.
An examination of the coolant did not allow identifying it with either antifreeze or antifreeze - something cloudy with an incomprehensible smell. The system was flushed and filled with fresh antifreeze.
Due to the fact that the Vista was shod in summer tires, and different on all four wheels (!) - does anyone manage to do this? - I bought and installed a second-hand imported one, which is widely sold in Norilsk. By the way, this used one, in my opinion, will give a considerable head start to domestic new tires. I put a studded Dunlop on the front, a Falcone Velcro on the back.
While driving on fresh snow, the front rowed desperately, it seemed that I was driving a four-wheel drive car - I got a helluva lot of "fanged" "Dunlop"! But when the roads rolled up and frost hit, the wheels had to be swapped, because. spikes on the front end began to slip even on bare pavement! The Velcro installed on the front radically corrected the situation, and the spikes on the rear wheels began to actively help slow down.
Periodic inspection of the suspension made it possible to timely detect the torn anthers of the tie rod ends - they were replaced with anthers from the VAZ-2108 - they became like family.
Behind them came the line of anthers on ball bearings. Zhiguli's stood in place, one was torn, the other just flew off. Were bought a pair of Chinese anthers for 50 r / piece and quickly replaced.
Another "jamb" - a sagging back - at first I decided to treat it by replacing the springs with contract ones, only with thicker and harder coils. When choosing them, I asked the seller to compare new original springs. I looked and decided that I had enough of my contractual (already not new) ones on my car, especially since the proposed new ones were a third-half a turn more than the contractual ones taken for comparison and above them, see 2. I gave 3 sput. for new, set, the machine rose, but not as much as I wanted. I put two well-fed men in the back seat - the whist again sank more than I wanted. I went to the nearest auto market and bought for 650 rubles. 20mm rear spacers. Went through the rear suspension again. The effect is beauty!
I did not subject the front suspension to such tuning, because. there are CV joints, and somehow I have no desire to experiment with them. Yes, and what was achieved turned out to be quite enough, nothing was reflected in the running characteristics, but on the carrying capacity - just right!
My Vista is equipped with oil racks, I am quite satisfied with them. I put gas-oil "kayaba" on the Camry - in the cold they lasted for a month and a half ...According to the experience of operating the Camry, I can add that when the anthers on the front struts are completely worn out, it is advisable to put them from the VAZ-2110 on the back, from the VAZ-2108, since they are an order of magnitude cheaper than the original ones, and they do the job no worse. Only bumpers need to be installed Toyota - Zhiguli during the first or second breakdown decompose into large pieces and fall out of their regular place ...
In addition, he changed the music: instead of a regular receiver, he installed an MP-3 player and a relative helped connect a regular compact cassette player (a large music library on them, many concerts cannot be restored to CD, but you want to listen!)For some reason, the regular antenna, mounted on the rear window, above the heater, refused to work normally, I had to install an additional active one - the receiver began to catch even in an all-metal garage!
In addition, he toned the glass of the rear doors with an American film, but did not do the rear, because. it was toned on the Camry - it interfered a lot when reversing in low light conditions.
In conclusion, he equipped his beauty with a panther anti-theft device with feedback (key fob pager) for 4.5 sput.
My whist's appetite is quite moderate, in the city something in the region of 9-10 liters, subject to operation in the winter. I ate so much VAZ-09, with its 1.5 l. volume. On the highway it fits in 6-7 l / 100 km.
The stove works like crazy, in the cold (I drive down to -30, then I just feel sorry for it - it’s in the garage) I put it on a climate of 23-24 degrees - it supports it without tension (in the “auto” mode), more often I just put it on low speed and blowing at the feet so that ice does not form on the glass.
I also figured out the head light without outside help. I have heard that when the light bulb is turned 30 degrees counterclockwise (when viewed from the car in the direction of the headlights), the desired effect will be achieved and the “tail” on the left, blinding oncoming drivers, will gently move to the right and will illuminate road signs, as it should .An attempt to bend the retaining tabs on the light bulb itself in order to turn it, led to the fact that the light bulb began to simply fall into the headlight. Tricks in the curly bend of the paws did not bring good luck - the light bulb did not sit in its regular place and could not be adjusted.
In this regard, the headlights were removed, and on the plastic plinths where the light bulb sits, new recesses were outlined, subsequently sawn out with a piece of an ordinary hacksaw blade for metal. At the same time, new places were found only for two legs out of three for each light bulb, because one fell into the place of attachment and was not subject to landing.
After mounting and turning on the headlights, it was found that the result exceeded all expectations!After all this, the machine was presented to the instrumental control line for MOT. No shortcomings (except for a small capacity fire extinguisher) were identified!
Conclusion: I'm happy with the machine, I'm not going to change it to any other, yet! The year of release does not mean anything yet - having a Camry in the fortieth body, I always dreamed about this, the thirtieth ....
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I continue to share my experience and impressions of owning Vista in the 30th body.
In June of this year, my car withstood the heroic road on the ship, following the very first flight in 2006 from Dudinka to Krasnoyarsk.
It did not suffer much - only from bird pests ..... :)))
06/18/06 in the afternoon, as soon as I received it on the pier, loading some clothes and consumables bought in Krasnoyarsk: steering tips, rollers, timing belt, etc., only cartridges near the hotel are not available in car dealerships found, and the sixth sense prompted - find .... - set off on a journey, a length of four and a half thousand km. - to the Belgorod region, Stary Oskol, to a new permanent place of residence.
From the city of Krasnoyarsk, we (my wife and brother were in the car with me) were led by the notorious TOLYANYCH to the auto.vl - respect to him! And I met from the plane, and helped the typewriter get / find a berth!
Unlike the Norilsk roads, the locals were tempted to press down on the gas :) The radar detector installed back in Norilsk, although old and hated by many on the forum, fulfilled its purpose by 100%! Saved me a lot of nerves all the way and, possibly, denyuzhkov!
From the very beginning, I felt that the machine was a bit heavy. I figured in my mind - kg. 350-370 loaded ... with her passport capacity of 270 kg ... Nevertheless, at the intersection - no problem! The automatic transmission worked out the load by 5 plus, switching in time. Many times I remembered that I did the right thing by setting my native rubber size for the summer - 185/70. On the capacity and consumption of gasoline was reflected. Depending on the intersection, I spent 8.5-9 l / 100 km.
My choice of route was not entirely successful - I fell for the listing of the shortest path offered on the auto.vl .... For st. Taiga got on a disgusting dirt road, which, km. after 50, it ended with its complete absence - terrible potholes indicating the direction to the tunnel, which turned out to be either abandoned or unfinished .... and this at three in the morning, in a deserted place .... how we drove - so far I don’t know, it would be scary to meddle in a jeep there!
On the Tyumen road, on a site that is laid out like slabs, or something, from a sharp blow on the edge of the difference in slabs, I knocked out the right rear pillar ... on the way to the service stations we met, nothing happens to a Japanese woman, only on one seedy rem. the workshop was offered an "analogue" - the right front pillar from the crown :)))
Whatever the load on the Ural passes, in Bashkiria, the car endured everything stoically. The best speed for her on the stretch is 100-110 km / h. Checked. At the same time, the engine is almost inaudible, acceleration in the case of overtaking trucks is preserved and, most importantly, gasoline consumption at this speed is minimal!
The additional mirror installed in the cabin worked as expected! I happened to test his "professional suitability" on the high road - the "test" was accepted!
Bottom line: I did not lose faith in my typewriter! If someone else doubts the choice and purchase of this model (just don't laugh, dear, many more people can only afford this price category!) - feel free to stop at whist!
