It wasn't intended to be anything but that. It had joystick controls to allow the operator to move the arm and open and close the gripper. The Armatron was a robotic arm toy sold in the 80s by Radio Shack, among others. I haven't read it, but the editorial gave enough information to know what it was about. I was shocked that such an attitude came from anybody, much less from someone apparently employed by Heathkit!įirst, a bit about the article. The editorial and letters struck a nerve. There was another letter following, which took a different point of view to the same article. In regards to your "Super Armatron" article, why bother with toys?
It’s the kind of car that draws comments and questions they’re the kind of owners who love talking about their time machines.I've been going through all the old issues of Robotics Age magazine (on ) In the March 1984 issue was an editorial titled "Why Toys?" Then, in the letters section was the letter/comment that provoked that editorial. Some people will already know the story, have heard how the company couldn’t sell enough cars thanks to skyrocketing prices and a depressed market.Īnd even if you haven’t heard the whole story, I’m sure a club member will happily share it with you. An unofficial annual tradition, they park their DeLoreans in the square, and the crowds gather.
You can see a few of the PNDC cars up in Whistler, B.C., on the morning of July 11th. It’s a flashback to the 1980s, asking the question, “What might have been?” The three Canadian members of the Pacific Northwest DeLorean Club know all the details of the DeLorean. When new, this car cost more than a Corvette, and even if it didn’t have the performance chops to back up the looks, it still stuns, even today. Really, though, the major thrill comes from looking through the rearview and seeing Volker’s car framed by the louvres. Heel-toeing a third-to-second downshift is surprisingly easy. With the reworked suspension, his DMC-12 does corner very flat, and the V6 sounds great behind you. He’s the mechanical guru of the group and has restored several DeLoreans over the years.
Graham’s Arizona-sourced car is the result of an extensive restoration, so everything feels tightly bolted together. It was a rare place, an oasis amid the strife of the Troubles. Something special was being created, and factory workers enjoyed both high wages and a sense of pride. The DeLorean factory employed both Catholics and Protestants in equal measure, and by all accounts was a dream job to have. If you grew up in the 1980s, there’s something surreal about seeing one of these machines on the road. Looking for a site for his factory, DeLorean found the British government only too willing to provide funds to do something about the high unemployment in Ulster.
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Sliding behind the wheel of this thing is a real thrill for me personally, not just because of the movie connection, but because this car was built where my parents emigrated from: Northern Ireland. In 1973, he left the General behind, and founded the DeLorean Motor Company. Six-foot, four-inches tall with silver hair and aquiline Romanian-Austrian features, the force of his personality was eventually too much for GM to contain. He created the Pontiac GTO and Chevrolet Vega. He married a supermodel, divorced and dated actresses, hung out with movie stars. Born the son of a Ford factory worker, he rose to become the youngest-ever division manager at General Motors. John Zachary DeLorean was a mercurial figure in the ’70s and ’80s. The DMC-12 doesn’t just look like an early Lotus Esprit, it appears to drive like one as well. I’m riding shotgun with Volker Seidel in his automatic-equipped DeLorean (all three machines are 1981 model year), and the first surprise is how well both cars handle in the bends.
Hollywood DeLoreans might not need roads, but we do, so Langley native Dave Graham takes us on a winding route through green fields and down curving hills. Fox, star of the Back to the Future movies, left a personal note on this DeLorean’s dashboard. Fox hosts an annual charity golf tournament for the community theatre that bears his name, coming back every year to his roots. Fox, and there’s a picture of him leaning against the front bumper in a classic Marty McFly pose. There’s another Burnaby connection as well for O’Connell’s very original car. “When I was going to university at SFU, I used to commute up the hill - why not? It was even pretty good on gas.” “I was lucky enough to find a wealthy owner in California who let it go to a good home,” he says. This advertisement has not loaded yet, but your article continues below.
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