I’ve gotten into cars because my friends have always been into them. And growing up in the back seat of a 1980 Porsche 911SC didn’t hurt either. My parents constantly told stories of motor swapping Impala SSs and apparently my mom would do burn-outs past my father’s house when they were dating and she was mad at him.
My friend called me, saying “You have to buy this car.” We drove about two hours up the road at 9pm. When I first saw it, I liked the uniqueness of the color and the fact that it was a first-year 240Z. I left a deposit for the car, and picked it up the next day. The guy I bought it from was actually the original owner. The Datsun had 69,000 miles and was bone stock.
Personally (or with the help of friends), I’ve done everything to this car minus painting it. Basically, there has been no bolt left unturned (or unsnapped). I love how unique and the quirky it is, as well as how it makes me feel when I’m driving it.
I like taking the 240Z anywhere there is a paved road that allows me time to just detach from the modern world, relax, and simply drive. The 240Z takes me back to when cars were more raw and not as interfered with by traction control and computers.
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