Shocking. Really; an electric Henney.

http://bringatrailer.com/2008/02/25/green-classic-sedan-1960-henney-kilowatt/

Ewww electric? That's almost as bad as having 4 doors or a back seat!!!!!
Jeff
P.S. Thanks for the windshield measurements!

A. It uses six volt batteries when the rest of the world has been 12 volt since, what? 1964?

B. Now that it's been converted to electric, will it be able to exceed the 64 mph top end limit of the gas powered Renault Dauphine??

C. Will interior bits and pieces still fall off as the original did (like door handles and window cranks and seat supports?

D. Do you wonder if I had a relative who (regretfully) owned an original R. D.??

gn

P.S.: It was kind of cute pressing the end of the directional stalk to blow the horn ?>)

Yeah, R.D., the official car of the 1960 Winter Olympics. We've come a long way, baby.

My first car, bought in 1963, was a 1969 Renault Dauphine. (That's the car this electric is built into.) It was half the cost of a used VW. It was the most incredible rust collector ever licensed for highway travel. My little in line 4 cyl could use two quarts of oil on a 250 mile road trip. I had to warm it up and spoon feed it a pint of Savmotor (looks like 90w oil) using a spatula to force it into the filler, and then I could cut it's oil consumption to one quart for each tank of gas. All the parts were harder to find than a contact lens at a rock and roll concert. When I sold it a year or so later, to try to get into college, I had to weld a bolt from the right front shock to some vague steel part under the fender to keep it from banging around at every bump. The front panel under the trunk where the spare tire rested, no longer latched shut after it kissed a large rock trying to turn a corner in snow and the car wouldn't follow the tires since the body was so light. The front trunk lid latched under the dash, so I could unlatch the trunk lid to dim the high beams on which the headlights were mysteriously locked. The brakes failed on me two times when the parking brake failed to completely disengage and boiled the fluid. Fortunately, the car was narrow enough to jump onto the sidewalk and pass the stopped traffic without killing car occupants or pedestrians. The the last straw, a kid on a fenderless bicycle ran a stop sign and t-boned the car in the passenger door, bashing both doors and the rear fender on that side--the resulting damage was equal to the value of the car--thus it was effectively totaled by a $5.00 bike. These cars are such rust prone junkers, that I have never seen one on the road or at any auto show for the last 20 years. (For dating purposes I borrowed my sister's '54 Pontiac).

" My first car, bought in 1963, was a 1969 Renault Dauphine. "

You bought a 69 in 63? Are you a time traveler?

opps, 1960--I lost the tip of a finger 30 years ago and still have trouble with touch typing--except after a few beers in a crowded dance floor.

John - That was a pretty funny desription of your experience with that car!! Made me laugh out loud! Glad you survived your ownership of that car!

It was the times one remembers not the Renault:
While tooling around Paris in 1958 in my TR-3, I almost lost it when Bridgette Bardot pulled up in a Red Duaphine Convt. with the first Puerto Rican sound system that would bring down flying pigeons.
Couldn't afford a NEW!356 at about $2,800-(in Germany)but could beat them with my TR.
Electric???--I was paying about $.25 a gal. GI cost.