As we were crossing the road to the Federation Square to go to the Game On Exhibition, I spotted the Jensen Car Club of Australia holding a display in the entrance to the centre. Here is a nice Interceptor III. I was actually a member of the club, but let my membership lapse. I should join back up. There was some very nice cars on display, with a blue Interceptor III (a similar color to my Hillman Imp GT), a silver SP, a black and a white Jensen-Healey, a silver CV8, a red Interceptor III, a blue Interceptor III Convertible, a blue FF Mk1 and a red F MK1 Vignale bodied car. Beautiful.









Comments
Iain Robilliard
on January 23, 2009, 9:21 am
G’day, I’m a fan of both Interceptors & Imp GTs, great to see both. Browsed your Imp blog: I had a blue GT for years, bought busted, and worked over for hillclimbing at Collingrove in SA. Apart from all the Vizard inspired head mods and ignition rework [Cooper S 32ozs points & the advance mechanism disabled & locked-which made starting a bit tough-to stop timing scatter] I used 9500 as a rev limit [accurate tacho too, in case you wonder]. Being a short hill, I ran sans fan to get all the power I could, and I recall the fuel surge problems demanded raising the float level about 6mm, so it wouldn’t idle, and it would flood by gravity feed if I forgot to turn the fuel off [used a fuel cut from an LPG system: very handy as an antitheft device but no-one ever tried to nick it]. I lowered it a lot by cutting the springs & using cables to limit the rebound at the front so the retainers wouldn’t fall out. It was glorious fun: I even won a class sash one year. I eventually made it roadable so my daughter could drive to Uni, with numbers still on it, and had to de-camber the front end to reduce the steering response to something more usable on the road. It proved relatively unreliable [surprise!] & was retired in favour of a Valiant. I sold it some years later after reading an article which posed the question of how to decide to sell a cherished vehicle. The article put the proposition that you should sell if you would not replace the car with another identical vehicle in the event the [hypothertically] insured car was written off & you had the [hypothetical] cash in hand. So I stupidly sold it, and have deeply regretted having done so ever since. I still don’t know how to sell a cherished vehicle, so I now have a garage full of them. I keep an eye open in case the Imp re-surfaces somewhere: where are you now, Number 23?