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Win a Corgi Ford Capri RS3100

20 May, 2015

The rarest production Capri of all — the RS3100 — was originally unveiled in November 1973, with 200 road-going versions quickly constructed in order to homologate a racing version of the car.

The RS3100 concept came about due to the increasing reliance on aerodynamics by European Touring Car Championship (ETCC) competitors — especially BMW who had just introduced the so-called ‘Batmobile’. As such, the racing version of the RS3100 gained its FIA papers on January 1, 1974, and these specially built racing versions, with their wide bodies, massive slick tyres, and quad-cam Cosworth V6 engines would later become known as the ‘Cologne’ Capris.

The road-going RS3100s were rather less exotic, powered by the venerable, British-built Essex V6, now enlarged to 3091cc. Easily recognizable by their massive rear ‘duck-tail’ spoiler, the RS3100 road cars are now highly prized collectables.

Thanks to the good guys at Toymod Ltd, we’ve got one of these special Capris — actually a very rare model of the RHD Australian export RS3100 — resplendent in Sebring Red, to give away to a lucky reader; just answer the following question:

Q. How many Ford Capri RS3100 Group Two race cars did Ford build for the 1974 ETCC series?


How many Ford Capri RS3100 Group Two race cars did Ford build for the 1974 ETCC series?

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Terms and conditions: The prize is available for delivery in New Zealand only. One entry per person. Prizes are not transferable, not redeemable for cash, and no exchanges will be made. There is one prize to be given away. The promoter is Parkside Media Ltd, 254 Richmond Road Grey Lynn, Auckland. The decision of the promoter is final and no correspondence will be entered into. Employees of Parkside Media, associated sponsor(s), and their immediate families and agencies are not permitted to enter. Entries are the property of New Zealand Classic Car magazine and The Motorhood and may be used for promotional purposes by Parkside Media. Entrants must be over the age of 18. Entrants agree to their name/photo being used for publicity purposes. By entering this competition you agree to receive occasional information from New Zealand Classic Car and The Motorhood, including monthly newsletters. Entries close [insert closing date]. Prizes are as specified and are not transferable or redeemable for cash. If the winner does not claim the prize within 21 days of contact being attempted, the prize will be withdrawn and a new winner drawn. Parkside Media reserves the right to make any changes to any prizes and to provide the winner(s) with a substitute prize.

Fear and loathing the blue oval – part one

The slogan went something like ‘There’s a Ford in your future’. ‘Bugger off!’ were always the words that sprung to my mind. Ford and I have never really got on in the manner of many of my friends, so I’d say my relationship to the brand was distant. The accelerating blur of passing time has helpfully blanketed memories of a few Ford encounters which I probably wanted to forget but I have to admit, now I look at them, they are re-appearing through the mists of time. What comes to mind more readily, to quote some uncharitable wit, is that the letters Ford could stand for ‘fix or repair daily’. Still, I have to ’fess up, there were several Fords in my past.

Class struggle

For a British car, it is huge; for those sitting inside, the bonnet seems to extend past the horizon. The front seats are very comfortable rather than body hugging. The dashboard and centre console cluster are beautifully laid out, reminiscent of a fighter plane cockpit, with acres of red leather all around. Its V8 burble is on show. It is not a car to sneak about in, and it gets attention wherever it goes.
The large back window, possibly the best-known feature of the Interceptor and one that sets it apart, has very good functionality, allowing greater access to the boot. It would not be an easy job to replace it, so Interceptor owners are careful about reversing and not hitting anything.