Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Golden Chariot, Cloven Hoof

With Mrs. Nod out of town, the task of getting her Odyssey inspected before it expired fell to me. I dropped it off at the local shop for what I expected to be a $14 sticker.

The call a couple of hours later indicated that this was not my lucky day.
"I'm sorry, sir, your car failed inspection."
"Hm, okay, what is it, a light bulb?"
"No, two of your four engine mounts are broken."
Two ...?!
Gee, didn't I just do this very same thing about a month ago with my other car? This time, it was three times as expensive. Ouch.

In general, Hondas are good cars (or were). But when they need fixing it's pricey. The very reason we bought Honda was that it wouldn't need fixing before it was paid off. Ok, it's been paid off for a few years, but it actually has very low mileage - one of the benefits of being a homebody, I guess. Every thing we do is local.

There goes the foyer. Ever since we moved into out house twelve years ago, we've had the same ugly green striped wallpaper in the foyer. Every other part of the house has been changed, painted, remodeled or replaced. The foyer has remained the way it was because to try to strip the wallpaper means you have to straddle the pit over the split foyer stairs. One slip means falling a full two stories to an ignominious death.

We've been kicking around the idea of finally getting it stripped and repainted, but the labor doesn't come cheap. With the last minute plane fare to her aunt's funeral and the unplanned repairs to the van, the money for the foyer just evaporated.

I guess I'll just drive the foyer around for a while.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Spy Hunter Roadster

Now I don't claim to be a car buff, but I do know when I see something different.

I was behind this guy at a traffic light and noticed this little square panel with an arrow pointing to it on the back of the car. It's not a gas cap, I could see that on the side. It's not for getting in the trunk. I've never seen anything like this before - so I took a picture with my phone.


I took note of the make and model: a Honda S2000 Roadster -- apparently quite the sports car. So what in the world is this panel and why does it have an arrow pointing to it?

Well, Professor Google knows it all, so I finally found an owner's manual (like I'm ever going to own this car, yeah, right). Turns out this unique aperture is -- are you ready for this? -- a tow line.

Well, if you're gonna blow $35K on a two-seater, you can afford to have your own tow hook built in. Shades of Spy Hunter and Peter Gunn! Does it have smoke screen, oil slick, and machine guns too? 'Cause then I think I might be interested.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Iron Horse Requires Steel Feed

All right, all right, I don't have a motorcycle OR a horse OR a train, but you can't blame a man for trying.

Wynken took one look at a guy on his bike and said, "You know, Dad, I don't think I'll ever get a motorcycle. Doesn't look safe." And while this is true, they still have that mystique about them. Built for speed, the rev of the motor, the sudden acceleration can be very exciting.

I've never had a convertible (not practical) and I barley even use the retractable moon roof built into my car, except to let the heat out. Sigh. I'm just not Harley material.

My steed went into the shop today for a routine safety inspection to renew my sticker, and I didn't get out for under 3 Benjamins. The battery decided to give up, and I would have failed safety for lack of an engine mount. What? You think if the engine is going to fall on the street that's a safety issue?

We're just trying to keep the mules running as long as possible since they're all paid for. I can overlook a lot of speed, beauty, and bells and whistles in exchange for "paid". Other stuff may be exciting or better performing, but happiness is not having to give it the "steel feed" known as cold hard cash.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Turn In Your Man Card

Funniest thing said all day was by my brother.

He just upgraded the SUV to a full blown family wagon. Yes, that's right, he got a mini-van. Welcome to my world, bro.

A co-worker asked if he had to turn in his "man card" as part of the trade-in at the dealership.

"Yeah, it's all part of the transaction. They burn it right there in front of you. It stings at first, but then they give you some waterproof mascara ..."

Now he's rolling in his own Swagger Wagon.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Hacking Your Car

Ok, so remember all the brouhaha not so long ago about Toyota cars having sudden acceleration and braking problems? Toyota initially said it was floor mats, and then a braking pedal shim needed to be added.

And then Popular Mechanics piled on and showed conclusively that the braking problems were all mechanical and not electronic.
[Popular Mechanics] But the possibility that a vehicle could go from idling at a traffic light to terrific, uncalled-for and uncontrollable acceleration because the guy next to you at a traffic light answered his cellphone? Or some ghost in the machine or a hacker caused a software glitch that made your car run away and the brakes suddenly simultaneously fail? Not in the least bit likely.

These throttle-by-wire systems are very difficult to confuse—they're designed to be robust, and any conceivable failure is engineered to command not an open throttle but an error message.

Remember how some people were caught being liars and gold diggers? Then there were the graphs and interpolations of data that showed that old people were disproportionately victims of Sudden Unintended Acceleration (SUA) - a not so subtle hint that the geezers were pushing the accelerator when they thought they were pushing the brake. Oops.


And then Toyota came out and said there was a problem with software causing braking problems after all, but it was nothing like this "runaway" problem that people were reporting. And there were Congressional hearings and fines levied and then we all breathed a collective sigh of relief because it was all overblown in the first place.

Remember all that, mister? Do you? Huh, do you?

Well nobody is calling out any companies by name, but a team of geeks led by Stefan Savage, an associate professor with the University of California-San Diego, and Tadayoshi Kohno of the University of Washington successfully hacked a car's computer to make it do all kinds of things you're not "supposed" to be able to do, including "turn off the brakes in a moving car, change the speedometer reading, blast hot air or music on the radio, and lock passengers inside the car".

They built a custom analyzer called CARSHARK and plugged it into the industry standard computer access port under the hood.

In the United States, the federally-mandated On- Board Diagnostics (OBD-II) port, under the dash in virtually all modern vehicles, provides direct and standard access to internal automotive networks. User-upgradable subsystems such as audio players are routinely attached to these same internal networks, as are a variety of short- range wireless devices (Bluetooth, wireless tire pressure sensors, etc.). Telematics systems, exemplified by General Motors’ (GM’s) OnStar [service].

Fuzzing. Much to our surprise, significant attacks do not require a complete understanding or reverse-engineering of even a single component of the car. In fact, because the range of valid CAN packets is rather small, significant damage can be done by simple fuzzing of packets (i.e., iterative testing of random or partially random packets). In- deed, for attackers seeking indiscriminate disruption, fuzzing is an effective attack by itself. [source]
Oh, and then they did the whole thing over again by remote control. Yeah.

Read the entire thing here.

I'm a computer security guy and I find this the Coolest. Thing. Ever. (also scary). So it's not like I'm saying "I told you so" or anything ... OK, who are we kidding? I am saying it. I told you so.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Hacking Toyota


I've been in the computer security field for a long time. Paranoia about your hardware and software is institutional. I remember when they first came out with the Toyota Prius with Bluetooth and other wireless technologies.

All the geeks said, "Oh, yeah." All the security geeks said, "Heck no!".

One guy went to great lengths to order his Prius without any of that stuff. The sales guy shook his head in disbelief and said, "Why wouldn't you want all this great computer technology in your car? You should know better, you're a computer guy."

The answer was, "Right: I'm in computer security and I don't want it. What does that tell you?"

These days the car and its engine controls are more computer than mechanics. It's really hard to just pop the hood and fix something on the side of the road without specialized equipment. What's that little computer doing anyway?

When you hack into a computer operating system you get a root command prompt.


What do you get when you hack into a Toyota? Well, that probably would never happen ... the current out of control acceleration is all mechanical, not electronic -- see why.
[Popular Mechanics] But the possibility that a vehicle could go from idling at a traffic light to terrific, uncalled-for and uncontrollable acceleration because the guy next to you at a traffic light answered his cellphone? Or some ghost in the machine or a hacker caused a software glitch that made your car run away and the brakes suddenly simultaneously fail? Not in the least bit likely.
So while it's fun to dream about a super-hack on the car, the current life-threatening problems that Toyota (and others) are having is not funny at all. The only thing getting hacked is Toyota's reputation.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Double Flat

In music there are sharps and flats. Each one will bring the target note a half step up or down. Therefore a double flat should bring a note a whole step down? Nope, not quite.
The double flat symbol alters the pitch of the note to which it is attached as well as any subsequent occurence of the same note (identical line or space) in the same measure.
In my personal symphony, this notation means that any tire that I touch on my car will result in a flat for the rest of the day.

On Friday, I drove home without incident and parked in the garage. On Saturday, I woke up to do some errands and got ten feet before I felt it. Walking three-quarters around the car, I found the flat on the driver's side front.

Thinking this was a teaching moment, I called Wynken, my eldest, outside to learn how to change a tire. When we had put the doughnut on, he said, "It looks a little flat." I replied, "No, no, it's just cold out." Backing up another ten feet revealed that he was right.

Flat as a pancake. I tried to manually inflate the doughnut, to no avail. Sidewall split.

Busted.

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