I misunderstood your post at the first look, I thought that you were unsure if you wanted to enter or not? Now I think it’s quite clear that you actually will enter.
However, who will the other drivers be? Sure, Mr.Computah asked if two drivers was OK if one of them would be driving twice and that’s OK I guess, but that one untrained 16 year old alone should cope with 24 hours of racing without illegal pills is doubtful IMO… 
Don’t worry. He will drink 2 12-hour energy drinks. Or maybe that’s not a good reason. Maybe he should call his best friend…
That’s right, your favorite married couple and her lunkhead cop brother are back!
And they’re in a 1985 Suzume Haneda GS-R!
Rick: Early 30’s, software designer, already having a midlife crisis of sorts
Jen: Rick’s wife, fitness and yoga instructor, and binge-watcher of Netflix
Fuzz: Jen’s “little” brother, now a patrol officer for the local PD. Loveable, but not very bright.
That’s the best looking wooden car I had ever seen.
Alejandro can be a resourceful guy sometimes 
Driver #1: Luke Light
The ever-present Robotic CEO of Storm Automotive, still suffering some from a blown hydraulic pump during the One Last Hurrah beater race, has signed up with intent to outlast the competition in this Beater Bash.
Driver #2: Amy Storm
Storm Automotive’s Engine Team Lead, and the Crew Chief of the Raceworks Division. She’s here to kick ass and chew bubble gum, of which she’s brought plenty. She really, really hates the car her son brought.
Driver #3: Jake Storm
Amy Storm’s son, and the guy who found the cheap shitbox for them to ‘enjoy’ racing. He’s been through a couple beater races, but felt the bitter sting of defeat during the One Last Hurrah event, when their Ishu Truckling lost the rear main seal less than 250 miles from the finish.
The Car:
A 1982 Minerva Bullet LC.
The LC meant Low Cost, and that was definitely the case with this trim level. A 162ci inline 4 with pushrods manages to turn fuel into noise and some small amount of power to turn the front wheels. The suspension is, well, primitive. Solid axle on coil springs up front, solid axle on coil springs out back.
When complaint was raised about how awful this Minerva Bullet was, Jake replied with “It’s better than a Vheego Travette, with a 30 horsepower inline 3 that redlines at 2,000 RPM. We’re not stuck at 65 miles per hour.”
Did a last adjustment to the rules now, I won’t change them anymore now, you’ve all had time to come with your input by now and I feel satisfied with them now.
Meanwhile, in the garage next door…
The turbine-like sound of a tried-but-true IP Hicam straight six all of a sudden went quiet and three people squeezed themselves out of the somewhat cramped bench seat in an even more tried-but-true Brigadeer Uti-Lite, pulling a trailer where a more untried and possible untrue 1978 Pandora still was strapped…
LARRY: I thought this was a race for clunkers? Some of the cars here makes my Flaire look old!
JENNY: Of course they are clunkers! Other than our cars I don’t see a single IP, so clunkers it is…
LARRY: I’m tired of IP:s now! I’m going to sell the Icarus and buy myself a Saminda or a Maesima as my next daily.
JENNY: You WHAT?
Larry giggles
MATS: Don’t tease Jenny now, we were out of coffee in the morning so (now she is even worse than usual).
JENNY: OK, you are sleeping with the dog when we get home from this goddamned race!
MATS: You say it like it is a bad thing…
Jenny slaps Mats
MATS: To be honest, I don’t know what I was thinking, I doubt that we will stand a chance among some of those cars with a worn out 1,3 litre hairdressers coupé from the 70s. I shouldn’t have been so greedy.
JENNY: We could always have entered with the Lifestyler, and then you could have bought me a new Lifestyler now when they are putting that model in production again!
MATS: Nah, forget about it, I looked at some spy pictures we’re going to publish in the next issue, and the Lifestyler will probably become yet another worthless crossover with FWD, you can’t even trust IP anymore.
Jenny puts her fingers down her throat
MATS: I think that prices on the first generation Lifestyler are going to rise in the next few years anyway, but that’s a completely different discussion…
LARRY: Hehehehe, but you could always buy one of those? (pointing at some ute-like thing further away in the pits)
JENNY: And what the f… is that?
MATS: WHAT? A Ferrain UtiPick? In Sweden?
JENNY: And what’s special about a Ferrain UtiPick then?
MATS: Absolutely nothing, I just remember that one of my first jobs at Trafikjournalen was to go to Poland to test drive that one when it came out, there was a company that had some plans to import them to Sweden but I think that they went bankrupt before any cars arrived…
JENNY: And that really was the only thing you test drove?
MATS: What happens in Warsaw, stays in Warsaw…
Jenny slaps Mats once again
LARRY: That one has polish license plates anyway, seems like it is Ferrains factory team. Maybe they will prove that it is still as good after ten years.
MATS: If only all marriages were that good…
Jenny slaps Mats a third time
MATS: HEY, IF YOU KILL ME YOU HAVE TO DRIVE THE FIRST ROUND BY YOURSELF!
LARRY: So, you had plans to take the first round?
MATS: Yes, because as oppossed to you zombies, I am actually awake in the morning.
Jenny raises her hand
MATS: DON’T YOU DARE!
As the start of the race was coming closer, they decided that it was time to roll the Pandora off the trailer and make it ready for the race. That was when Mats noticed that someone had filled the bed of the Brigadeer with a whole bunch of rolls with duct tape during the night. One part of him wanted to laugh, the second part wanted to kill some of his workmates that probably was guilty this time. The third part of him wanted to save a roll for Jennys mouth whenever it would be necessary…
(so, anything fun happening in other parts of the pits?)
What about tyres? Let’s pretend there’s a really old car, do we get quality slider points for tyres? I’m really close to sending an entry.
Only rule about tyres are that they should not be semi slicks. I have to be honest that I didn’t think about quality sliders there, but it would be too late to put in regulations there now. But I would recommend you to be sane anyway. 15+ quality tyres on a street car is not sane… but sure if compared to real life you would probably put a good Michelin or Pirelli street tyre some points up and some cheap chinese rubber done from recycled hockey pucks some points down… So I guess I won’t stop anyone from using very high quality sliders on the tyres now, but I would on the other hand not call it good sportmanship…
Only ever considered keeping it under 16K in “race” form… didn’t help much. All good.
So, to be clear, the base trim should be 16k, the stripped out one should the same, but with stripped out interior, removed muffler optionally, tuned engine to 98RON optionally, and that’s it?
Yes, base trim 16K maximum (that would rule out the most exotic sports cars which seldom fall enough in value to be cheap enough for races like this).
Interior should be stripped out to 1 basic seat and no radio. That is a required modification.
Optional modifications:
Removal of one of the mufflers if stock trim has dual mufflers.
Standard intake can be changed out to performance intake.
Any tyres and rims as long as there is no semi slicks.
Camber, spring and damper stiffness, sway bar stiffness and ride height can be adjusted within the limits of the game, no change of spring, damper or sway bar type though.
Fixtures can be altered as long as there is not more aero (wings, lips, spoilers) on the race car than on the street car.
…and that’s it. If not stated as allowed above here, it is not allowed.
The raspy snarl of the turbocharged inline 3 under the hood of their Storm Surge hybrid announced the arrival of “Team Really!?” to the rest of the pit area. The beaten and battered old hybrid was closing in on 1.3 million miles since it was built in 2004, but it wouldn’t be the car they ran today. No, instead, it was the 1982 Minerva Bullet LC on the trailer behind the old hybrid that would be the star of the 24-Hours of Junk.
The Minerva was reasonably unremarkable, other than that it had 162 cubic inches of OHV four cylinder under the hood, coil springs and solid axles all the way around, plastic cladding on the entire lower half of the car, and a shade of brownish-beige that quickly got nicknamed “Drunken Shit Brown” by the team. Perhaps more notable was the amount of damage the car had. The bumpers were cracked and scuffed, the plastic cladding was barely still attached, and someone had clearly broken both of the wing mirrors off of the doors. Somehow, just barely, the antenna was still on the roof, although it was bent at a funny angle.
The team parked up and got out of the hybrid, then unloaded their turd-brown former family car from the trailer. Luke stood by, watching everything, gathering information as Amy and Jake removed the straps, then rolled the car off of the trailer with a bang and a loud squeak.
“Could have used the ramp.” Luke said, looking at the fact that they’d just dropped the car off the back of the trailer. Amy rolled her eyes, then got into the Minerva and fired it up. The somewhat-large inline four wheezed into life, then slowly settled into a rough idle, blowing a cloud of smoke out of the twin exhaust tips.
“It doesn’t deserve the ramp. It’s a Minerva, they’re only good for demolition derbies and junkyard runs.” Amy said. “Besides, it’s got truck suspension. It can handle a beating.”
“Just don’t break this one like you broke the Ishu Truckling.” Jake said, giving his mother a wicked grin.
“Luke broke the Truckling. Not me.” Amy said, giving a glare and a grin at the same time.
“I’d say to pass the blame. You drove the snot out of it, then handed me the keys after you blew the rear main seal by redlining the engine with every gear change.” Luke said. He still had the brass chains for hair that he’d done during the One Last Hurrah junkyard race, as well as the red “System Fault” warning on the screen attached to his left arm.
“So, Luke, when do you plan to fix that?” Amy asked, pointing to the screen.
“Can’t really fix it. I did bypass it, helps some with the low hydraulic pressure, but I’m still running 2 out of 3. I’m more interested in why you chose to bring the Surge.”
“Gotta get it close to 1.3 million somehow. It’s teasingly close. When she rolls over, we’ll try to get it into a junker run, but not a moment sooner.” Amy said, grinning. “Plus, air miles don’t count for the car, but it gets a shiny new sticker on the rear bumper claiming that it’s been to Sweden.”
“Luke, what do you think of that cream-colored Pandora coupe?” Jake asked.
“Well, I think it’s going to get creamed, if you were hoping for a pun. Otherwise, I think it might stand a good chance of driving circles around our shit-brown Minerva. About the only thing we might stand a chance at is if someone tries to spin us out, and that’s because we’re front-wheel-drive. Granted, the other problem, we’ve got a shitty gearbox.” Luke said. “I know for a damn fact I can get it into reverse while we’re going forward.”
Amy and Jake winced at that bit of knowledge. “Any chance,” Jake asked, “that you can tell us how not to do that?”
“Yeah, it’s simple. When you’re going from third to fourth, don’t push down on the stick or you’ll fall right into reverse without even so much as a crunch. Then you’ll promptly stall the engine and spin out.” Luke said. “Previous owner probably rested his hand on the gear stick all the time, wore the reverse lockout down. It’s why we got the car so cheap.”
That includes the tuning of the engine to drive with 98RON fuel instead of 91RON?
Since 98 octane is available at the pump in Sweden, I guess you can use 98 (91 is not even available anymore honestly, only 98 and 95), but since I won’t allow any change of fuel mixture, compression ratio etc. you probably can’t gain much from it.
Three amateurs racing enthousiasts, all with previous lucarative carreers, decide to join the 24 hour clunker challenge. For this purpose they bought and stripped a fourth-hand 1985 PMI Usurper Saloon Standard R98 with the standard small capacity inline-6 engine (though tuned for markets with 98RON fuel) - the Gasmea standard was adapted to 91RON. Despite its age and previous owners, the car was still in good condition. It was a beater than still could take a beating.
Divers:
Toby Ickx
Belgian: Had a somewhat successful racing career in prototype endurance racing. Misses the challenge in retirement and sought together this team when hearing of the challenge.
Andreé Mounier
Luxemburgian: First league football player until last year, is utterly bored right now in retirement, will take any opportunity for possible entertainment.
Mats Meierhof
Dutch: 22 and a former teenage Dutch schlager sensation. Doesn’t understand why we was that. Doesn’t understand the Flemish of Ickx or the French/Letzeburgisch of Mounier. Does understand he’s here because he likes cars and likes to drive.
Together they form: Team Forgotten Glory of the BeNeLux*.
*(Not related to any diminished public perception of PMI Usurper cars since 1946, I promise.)
Team Shitbox Brothers’ pits
Alejandro: “And we have our own pits. Such luxury, eh?”
Ana: “Well, everyone taking part in this has their own, we’re no exception.”
Alejandro: “Did you check the other pits? What are we up against?”
Ana: “Well, there’s a Kansai G, seems to be the basic FWD one. Guy has put some mods on the powerplant though, so we should watch out. There’s a couple cars from the 80s, haven’t seen if they have any mods so we better keep an eye on them as well. Ah, the lads from the Truckling are here! Went and said hello to them, they brought a vary basic 80s econobox. Seeing what the rest have brought I’d say we’re golden.”
Alejandro: “Careful there, who knows if we’ll be able to complete this.”
Ana: “True. Let’s see how it all goes.”
(@Madrias if you want to write any cross rp it’s on you now 
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The Lemons Police
They’re a team of four dudes. They are Seasoned veterans of the Lemons Endurance series. They also like to play pretend. This year, they’re taking their brand of crazy to Europe for the 24 Hour Clunker.
The Car: A JDM 1961 Sakura Empress 25x they found for sale on some shady back-market site. It was theirs for only like $500, give or take. It has all the added gaff of a Police car, with some Liberties. It also has no bonnet because their mechanic is lazy.
The Team
Liam “The Chief” O’Niel: American. The semi-lead of the operation, he is in his mid 30’s, has a career as a truck driver. He’s the Chief of the Lemons Police.
Pete “The Sarge” Owens: American. The other Semi-lead, he’s in his late 20’s, and works for a Kimura dealership as a salesman. He’s the Enforcer of the Force.
Kevin “The Rookie” Jackson: British. The Oldest member of the team, in his late 40’s, he’s a Software developer, and part-time mechanic. He’s irritable.
Charlie “Wheels” Newgarten: American. The Wheelchair bound mechanic of Lemon PD. He’s in his early 20s, and knows his way around a car. He’s actually an Amateur Drifter, but isn’t allowed to drive here.
