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Le II .t1,1lsIIs .s L Radley is forced to endure window worries and calls for a bit of a design rethink.
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I'm not doing very well with windows at the moment. First, I managed to insert my nearside mirror cluster through the adjacent quarterlight. A few weeks later, I pottered into one of my usual container terminals and got out of the wagon to watch my box going on. I got back in only to find my windscreen had decided to join the party and was a shattered mess.
It is because of these minor catastrophes that I am forced to do the unthinkable — criticise my beloved Iveco Stralis. Once upon a time, I broke the windscreen in a Eurotech. Following a large interval, a man in a van appeared, lifted a new one in, and I was done. Fast-forward a few years, and whenever a glass fitter approaches me he does so not with replacements and sink plungers, but with screwdrivers, crowbars, and a request I open both doors and vacate the premises, because there isn't a single window in a Stralis that can be removed without dismantling half the cab first.
The screen replacement involved detaching both windscreen wipers completely and unscrewing the nifty but unfathomable plastic guttery-type things, before attempting to replace the front grille without losing any of the various nuts and bolts stashed in its multiple crevices. It took half an hour just to get to a point where the old glass could come out.
The quarterlight was more alarming. Entire mirror arms were removed and then failed to match up with their holes at the end of the process. It was five days, three windows, and a crease in the door later before it was roadworthy again. And what sort of idiot designs out the lower half of the window, found blanked out with insulation tape in 99% of the Eurostars on which the cab was based, but thinks it's a good idea to attach a vital piece of equipment to the pointless extended expanse of vulnerable glass?
Come on Iveco. Make your designers late home while someone takes their cars to bits. Then ask them if they like what they've done to the windows.