pre war cars

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1939 Horch 853A Special Roadster by Erdmann & Rossi

In 1939, Horch was one of the four rings under what is now the Audi company, both founded by the same man, August Horch. Horch specialized in making extremely luxurious automobiles. Only eight were built and Horch was extremely selective in choosing its’ clients. A prospective owner’s background and place in society were reviewed along with not just the funds to buy the car, but the owner was required to have at least $700,000 in today’s money in their bank account. Each of the second series’ is unique and has variations such as the color, fenders, louvers, and interior. 

As a car designed in response to Mercedes 540k Special Roadster, Horch succeeded in creating a more exclusive and luxurious automobile.

Defunct German Car Brands: Trabant

Trabant was an East German car brand deeply rooted in the pre-war car industry of Saxony.

Before world war II, Saxony was one of the centers of the German car industry, featuring brands such as Wanderer, DKW, Horch, and Audi, which together formed the Auto Union. After the war, the production facilities were in ruins, and what was left was seized by the Russians. The carmakers had a difficult start, which was not eased by the fact that they were immediately socialized and directly controlled by the government. Many engineers went to West Germany, where they were either hired by Borgward, where they went on to produce the tiny Lloyd microcars. Others went to Ingolstadt, where DKW had a central warehouse for spare parts, to form a company independent of the East German roots. (That company later became Audi.)

The remaining engineers struggled to set up a production line for the pre-war models DKW F8 and DKW F9. Of the latter model, only prototypes had been built before the war, but it had never been put into in production in favor of war-related vehicles.

Others developed a stylish, expensive luxury sedan in the tradition of Audi and Horch, named Sachsenring P 240 featuring a 2400 cc straight-six engine.

However, both cars proved to be too expensive and unsuitable for mass motorization, which the government believed could only be achieved with a unified cheap small car. They ordered the engineers in Zwickau, Saxony, to develop a microcar using as much as possible existing pre-war technology. Bubble cars like in West Germany were deemed unsuitable from the very start; instead, a proper little car was aimed for.

The first result was ready in 1955, but it was not yet called Trabant, but AWZ P70. It was based on a shortened chassis of the 1939 DKW F8. It had the same water-cooled longitudinally mounted 700 cc two-cylinder two-stroke engine, which produced 22 hp. However, the water cooling was of a thermosiphon type and the placement of the radiator behind the engine instead of its usual place in the front caused the engine to overheat frequently. This triggered the development of an air-cooled variant of the engine used in the later Trabant.

The body was also a novelty: A wooden space frame was covered with a newly developed plastic made from recycled material. This material called Duroplast was a phenol resin reinforced with waste cotton fibers from Russia. The engineers had to come up with such an exotic and novel solution because high-quality sheet metal from Western Europe was embargoed, the Russian steel was unsuitable, and own East German steel production capacities were not yet existing. This emergency solution made the AWZ P70 the first car using recycled plastic. The roof was made from plywood covered in leatherette, as the Duroplast technology was not yet developed far enough to produce parts of that size.

The spartan equipment made the car unattractive. All windows were fixed, the trunk did not have a lid and had to be accessed by removing the backrest of the rear seat. These issues were later corrected.

A station wagon popular for its huge capacity and a coupe with all-steel body, which was internationally acclaimed for its sporty design, were added in 1956 and 1957, respectively.

The car turned out to be too costly in production and to be plagued with too many issues to be the basis for mass-motorization. Production was stopped in 1959. The experiences made with this car went into the development of the Trabant P50, which appeared in 1957.

Duroplast technology was improved, and a new 500 cc 18 hp air-cooled teo-cylinder two-stroke engine was developed to avoid trouble with the water cooling of the predecessor. The wooden space frame was replaced by a steel unibody. By the time the car made it to the market, it was among the most advanced microcars, providing relatively comfortable seating for four adults and a large trunk with a usable size of 415 liters (110 gal). This was enabled by a clever arrangement of a transversially-mounted engine and gearbox unit over the front axle, which required minimal space for the driving unit.

A station wagon was introduced shortly after the sedan.

In 1962, the engine was enlarged to 600 cc, resulting in an increas in power to 23 hp. The bodywork remained unchanged. The car was renamed to Trabant 600.

The last big change for a long time came in 1694, when a new body replaced the dated 1950s design for the model Trabant 601. The outer panels were still made from Duroplast, earning the car the nickname “Rennpappe” (”racing cardboard”).

The station wagon was also redesigned.

In this shape, the car was produced with only minimal changes and improvement for the next 26 years. Over the years, power outpot was increased from 23 to 26 hp. Design and technology, which were apart from the two-stroke engine still contemporary or even advanced by the time the model appeared, became more and more outdated, and although the car was reliable, it acquired a bad reputation and became an icon of the backwardness of the socialist economic model.

The engineers in Zwickau designed several potential replacements, experimented with Wankel engines, built prototypes, but all in vain. The political leaders personally stopped all plans, fearing unnecessary investments as the car was working well and the socialist citizen did not need luxury.

Despite all shortcomings, and weaknesses of the ageing construction, production never met the demand, and potential buers had to wait for up to 20 years to get a new car. It was common that parents signed a contract for a child right after it was born, expecting the car to be delivered well after its 18th birthday. This was mostly due to the cumbersome and slow production process of the Duroplast body panels.

In the late 1980s, East Germany acquired a license to produce engines for Volkswagen, who expected a cost advantage from the cheap production in East Germany. Part of the agreement was that a certain contingent of the engines produced would be for the local cars, Trabant and Wartburg. However, investments for the new production line exploded, so no money was left to develop a new body for the car. Using many makeshift solutions, the old body was adapted to accomodate the 1100 cc version of the new, much bigger four-cylinder four-stroke engine. The result was an excessively expensive small car with an outdated body that was probably even more unpopular than the original in its final years. In 1989, when the car was introduced, the peaceful revolution in East Germany and the reas of Eastern Europe was in full swing. Production started in 1990 and ended already on April 30, 1991, after only 12 months. With the financial, economic and social revolution in July 1990, western cars became affordable for the East Germans, and the Trabant had no chance for survival. Even price dumping, offering the car for only 6,000 DM (instead of 16,000 DM) did not help sales.

Many Trabant cars were abandoned after the owners had acquired a new western model. They created a major waste problem as the Duroplast was almost impossible to recycle.

Today, Volkswagen is present in Zwickau with a factory, and many suppliers are also producing there. However, they do not require as much workforce as the cumbersome and labor-intense production of the Trabant did, creating an unemployment problem in the region and a massive decrease in population.

Today, the car has achieved a kind of cult status. It has become a symbol of the German reunion, when tens of thousands of little Trabants were flooding into West Germany the days after the wall fell.

anonymous asked:

Something a bit nicer, Companions react to the Survivor having fixed up and fully repaired a pre-war car.

So I meant to do this one after you sent and I posted the Hancock and Dogmeat gore one but I mean here it is now. Late not late.
And yes I changed the car from truck to bus because why not, it works y'know?

Danse & Preston:
“Just think what this could do for the Commonwealth!” Preston is ecstatic when Sole reveals the near perfect car. Preston would want to know how Sole did it, and maybe pick a fixer-upper himself to use for Minutemen purposes.
And although Danse would hate to admit it as he usually has this ‘no time to squander’ attitude, he loves to renew old rust-buckets for his leisure with Sole.

Strong:
He thinks in a way it’s ‘cheating’ at walking, despite the hard work Sole puts into the restoration. Reluctantly, he sits in the back of the truck sullenly.
The only thing that changed his opinion about the truck was how Sole accidentally ran over a radstag.
“AGAIN, AGAAIIINN!!”
Strong would feel on top of the world as they 'accidentally’ ran over more wildlife..

X6-88:
He’s impressed with Sole’s innovation, yes, but hopes that it won’t go to their head as in they could potentially kill themselves by crashing into a tree or building. That being said, he wouldn’t go as far to ride with Sole whatsoever.
So, all they get is a slow clap from X6.
“Congrats, Sir/Ma'am, you’ve created yet another death trap.”

Deacon:
Immediately asks if Sole could fix up another one, just for the sake of having a drag race on those nice empty streets and highways..
“But what about the potholes, or like, abandoned cars in the way?” Sole chuckled.

“C'mon, it would be hella cool though.”

Piper, Curie & MacCready:
Timid at first, as they think about the repercussions like the car could explode in a freak accident, or the brakes cut at the worse time.. But Sole explains everything and offers to take it slow at first in a large field or parking lot if they chose to take a ride.
When they finally see it’s not to bad, they’d ask if they could be taught how to drive too.

Cait:
She doesn’t know much about how they work, or feel in-motion obviously so of course she’s skeptical about how much trust Sole is putting into that tin can. It would take a while of seeing them NOT dead for Cait to be comfortable taking a ride.

Nick:
“I gotta hand it to ya, kid.. This couldn’t have been easy.” He spoke, his eyes full of awe as he examined the beautifully painted car in all it’s flawlessness. 'I mean.. it even isn’t dented or scratched!’ Nick thought to himself. He’s a bit eager to take a ride and see how she purrs with Sole.

Hancock:
He’d want to cruise around the Commonwealth ESPECIALLY near Diamond City to show off to that lard head McDonough and his sad excuse for a community..
Besides that, Hancock would love to spruce things up a bit by collecting a lot of prewar car accessories and maybe find some big-ass speakers?
He’d end up trying to install a lot of 'recreational upgrades’, like maybe a wine cooler or chem dispenser, basically turning whatever they made into a party bus.
But Hancock’s incredibly impressed at the vault dweller, no less. In fact, what Sole made inspired him to plan out these little additions with both of them in mind 'cause if they’re gonna drive, they’re gonna drive in style.

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Detail of the front and Roof, The text around the Mythosaur reads “Helmet on, Heart gone.”  The Vizsla Clan reads “Only the strongest shall rule” The Nite Owl reads “Mandalore will survive. We always survive” Sabine’s starbird reads “Forget the explosion, Look at the color” The front bumper is probably my favorite part. It reads “Always a pleasure to meet a jedi” Hah! double meanings. also, Luke’s lightsaber is so damn hard to draw.

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1938 Phantom Corsair

The 1938 Phantom Corsair was the radical product of Rust Heinz (as in the ketchup company). The Phantom Corsair had many features that were ahead of the it’s time and many others that were little more than curious gimmicks. It featured an altimeter and electronic doors. The exotic shape was able to accommodate four people side by side in the front row but only 2 in the back due to space taken up by beverage cabinets. Rust Heinz designed the radical car on the popular Cord 810 platform and one example was built that he used as his personal car until his death at the young age of 25. The car was intended to go into production at the price of $12,500 in 1938, equating to over $200,000 today.

Today the car exists fully restored in the National Automobile museum in Reno Nevada after a long life of curious modifications, including being painted gold for a time.

Fell asleep with the lights on.

Had a dream Guy Fieri existed in the Fallout Verse.

He still had Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives. 

And the show was really popular.

Like, you could find at least one holotape of it in almost any Raider camp.

The Legion loved the show, there were rumors it was one of Caesar’s favorite pieces of media produced post-war and Guy was given the ability to roam freely and unimpeded through Caesar’s land. 

Three-Dog was a huge fan.

Like, most people adored his show.

And, for whatever reason, he was somehow immune to the New Plague and tons of ex-Mercs were willing to act as bodyguards to defend him against the few dangers on the roads who he couldn’t charm. Namely deathclaws and geckos and such.

He also had a pre-war car that still worked.

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Bringing a monster to life

Starting the engine (one is dependent on external help) of a 1939 Auto Union Type D Grand Prix racer, the pinnacle of Auto Union performance as one of the legendary Silver Arrows before the war. On September 3 in 1939 –  two days after Germany had already invaded Poland – Tazio Nuvolari won with the Belgrade Grand Prix the last race of the era in a Type D like this. The power (485-hp, 3.0-liter V-12) and speed (330 km/h) of the Silver Arrows would not be topped in Grand Prix racing until the turbo era dawned decades later. Even Audi Sport legend Tom Kristensen (see above) seems to be impressed.

anonymous asked:

Companions react to Sole fully restoring one of the old pre-war cars or bikes and taking them for a drive in it ?

Cait: “Yeaaah!! Get some!” She screamed as she smashed a couple Raiders with a swatter as they zipped by in a motorcycle. She rode in the sidecar, smashing at objects and enemies as they zoomed around. She wouldn’t turn her nose up at an opportunity to visit a breathtaking view, though. 

Codsworth: He enjoys riding around in a prewar car, but he doesn’t like going too fast. He mostly did it for the nostalgia factor, anyway. 

Curie: “Oh! Please, we must wear helmets!” After she strapped some helmets on her and Sole, she was ready to ride along and take as many notes as she could. She loved going fast, screaming in joy as they bounced along the old roads. 

Danse: “This is… amazing!” He yelled as they flew down the desolate highway at amazing speed. It was fun to see the dull landscape blur into one big mess of flying colors. He decided he would learn to drive himself so he could indulge in this amazing luxury. 

Deacon: “Hold on, watch this!” He stood up in the motorcycle and opened a small bag, from which a hurricane of confetti leapt out. Behind them, the confetti caught the light and glinted in a rainbow of colors as Deacon laughed. Confetti’s still fluttering around the Commonwealth to this day. 

Hancock: “Hey, I’ll bet we can beat some punks at Easy City Downs, make a quick buck…” Therefore, the two took a trip every Wednesday and joined the races, making a fat profit each week. After some others restored their own vehicles, they started a brand new race. 

Nick: “Woah! Slow down there, kid!” He clutched onto his hat, which was flapping dangerously in the wind. He prefers a nice, quiet drive to a nice view, so fast races aren’t really his speed (*Ba dum tss*). But he really enjoys being able to drive around, so he doesn’t have to waste so much energy on walking. 

Piper: “Woo-hoo!,” she snapped a few, high speed action shots and scribbled a few furious notes, “Just wait ‘till Diamond City sees my new article!” She loves the speed and how she can take such cool photographs with it to put in the paper. Hell, maybe Sole’s started a new trend of refurbishing old cars?

Preston: “Great! Imagine if the MinuteMen could use these! Settlements could request and receive help in a matter of minutes! (*Ba dum tss*) Gun it, Sole!” He’s actually kind of a speed demon, and loves astonishing settlers as they zoom up in their hot new ride. 

MacCready: “Ah, uh, slow down! Don’t hit that root!” He’s kinda freaked out by it, to be honest. Slow rides? Fine. Medium rides? Alright, but don’t turn too hard. Fast rides? Heck no. It’s really fun to try and snipe nerds from the moving motorcycle, though. It becomes their signature entrance. 

X6-88: He doesn’t really say anything, save for a few swears. His hands grip the reinforcement bar, knuckles turning white. After a while he relaxes, and learns this little trick where he takes a few quick shots at pursuing enemies, felling them easily. 

Strong: He keeps insisting Sole takes on an old bus next, since he can’t fit into much else. So, they go out and lug back an old bus, and spend a couple days fixing it up. After, they’ve removed some of the roof and made it so Strong can sit in the middle of the bus, his upper half sticking out the top. He likes swinging a board. wildly at enemies as they pass.

Dogmeat: He gets his own lil’ goggles so he can sit in the sidecar and keep his eyes safe. He barks excitedly as they cruise along the old highway, tongue wiggling in the wind. 

closed rp with @nopathunexplored

Lacuna hadn’t expected this area of the metro tunnels to be so dangerous. There were plenty of settlements in the area, and he thought a bit of scavving wouldn’t hurt. After all, it had been a few weeks since his last bodyguarding job, and he needed enough caps to buy himself some more Calmex.

He might have taken a few wrong turns, but he’d turned up a surprising amount of caps while picking over the old camps and pre war subway cars scattered through the metros. He figured that when the time came, he would simply retrace his steps. But then the…people arrived.

At least they looked like people, but with missing bits. Some of them appeared skeletal, all metal and wiring, like a human-shaped protectron. He knew at that point: they were synths, the monsters that so many Diamond City residents had warned him of before.

He’d lost the majority of them by running deeper into the tunnels, turning every corner and even crawling under the subway cars when debris blocked his way. When a couple of the synths had ambushed him around the side of a crumbling wall, he’d sustained a few blows to the head, but he’d been quick enough with his machete to disable them before he was injured further.

By now, all had gone silent. There was only one problem: he had no idea how far into the tunnels he’d gotten. In his struggle to evade the synths, he’d become utterly lost.

Footsteps snapped him back into the present moment. He looked up from where he’d been sitting under an old counter to find a woman standing beside him, and jumped.

“Don’t come any closer,” he said. “Who are you? Are you another synth?“