Last time on “Buying and Building a Shitcar Off Craigslist,” we had blown the 240's engine. A shattered timing guide allowed for the timing chain to play ping pong inside the engine. Naturally, we pulled the drivetrain, shoved the car into the backyard and pretended it didn’t exist whenever anyone asked about it.
The best damn Miata coilovers out there, and that’s a fact. Xidas—Pronounced “zee-duh”—are developed by 949 Racing, using Hyperco springs and built by Tractive Suspension in the Netherlands. They are made to do one thing. Win races. They also happen to be one of the plushest coilovers for street driving you’ll ever…
I love it. Here’s a quick video I snagged after a few hours of hooning through mountain roads... Loud and dirty!
I don’t care for the song too much, but eh, it’s Friday.
I have this sports car that I care about. Of course, the plan was to finish the project while my income was still basically disposable, then drive the car on my way to the next step in my life.
Sharing my current plans for my Miata. The original goal was to make a faster, more luxurious Miata that would excel as a daily driver. Now I’m leaning away from the luxury, and trying to turn it into an absolute rocket, both on-road and off. This is my overlanding vehicle as well, so anything that can get me through…
August 5, 2007 was the day car culture was transformed.
I like winter. Why can’t we have it for the whole year?
This is my camping rig. Snow car. Daily. Track star. And now, potentially even more. It all started with two weeks off and a thirst for adventure....
Mondays suck. No matter what happens, except maybe for getting a puppy. Since there’s no way around it, might as well do the depressing stuff on a Monday and save the rest of the week right?
After an agonizing 6 weeks, I have my toy back! The thing is, it’s still wounded and I’m toying with the idea of stashing it away in storage for the winter and dealing with it next spring.
I keep rambling on about my project car, a 1992 Nissan 180SX that I bought from my brother. I previously wrote about the car’s rebuild, purchase, and my ownership of that masterpiece. I guess it’s time a take a good, long, hard, unforgiving look at all its rougher edges.
I know, that… thing is not race car. It barely deserves it’s “car” title. But it sure as hell feels like it, so it’s a race car. IT’S MY STORY AFTER ALL!
Rule #1 of project cars is as follows: “Never buy someone else’s project car”. (edit: transparency from the seller helps a lot)
What would YOU do with this shell?
It began on a quiet, and unassuming night. Julian, my roommate, tapping away on the computer on his room. Our valiant hero was laying spread-eagle, half comatose on the couch, vaguely perusing the usual sultry corners of the Internet (Facebook, my eternal muse).