On or around Sun, 3 Apr 2005 02:19 +0100 (BST),
(Niamh Holding) enlightened us thusly:
>In article <firstname.lastname@example.org>,
>austinNOSPAM@ddol-las.net (Austin Shackles) wrote:
>> I tend to get LRs set parallel,
>Parallel to 2mm toe out from memory.
sounds right. I found it went nicely set parallel and didn't wear the tyres
crooked, so that'll do me. The 110, once I had a proper steering damper,
could be hurled around corners (on big fat 31x10.5 tyres, too) at much
higher speeds than you'd expect from such a big thing; ditto my disco,
although admittedly on stiffer springs than standard to control the body
roll a bit better. I expect those cost a bit in off-road ability, but since
this one hardly ever goes off-road, it's no big deal.
Discos have a bit of a reputation for edging front tyres, but I reckon a lot
of that is down to tyre pressures - the "book" (in addition to confirming
that toe-setting figure) also says, for 235/70 tyres, 26 psi.
The current set on mine have been running at 36 psi from new, and although
they're soft pirellis have worn as flat and even as a flat, even thing.
There's about 2mm tread left on 'em, maybe, and not only have they not worn
crooked they also haven't gone "saw-toothed" like soft-compound tyres
Only flipside of running that pressure that I can see is that the ride is a
bit harsher on small, sharp bumps. It's possible that they're wear OK with
a bit less pressure, but 26 sounds way too soft for a vehicle as heavy as
that - on the minibuses I used to run, with 185R14 tyres, they reckoned to
use about 48 psi in the fronts, and unladen at least they were lighter than
The other aspect of the higher pressure which appeals to me at least is
lighter, more precise steering feel.
Austin Shackles. www.ddol-las.fsnet.co.uk
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