*************************************WELCOME TO Mr. HANKY RACING!*************************************
Here is the 'base' from what we started...more or less. I got six cars from someone out in the low desert because 'his wife was giving him crap' and he needed to get something out of the yard. Since he was already finished with his 280Z restoration, those six were no longer needed. Actually, it included a 79 ZX, but that is beside the point.
Oh the great part was it was full of 'spare parts'! Some people would call it crap...but in the bottom-feeding world of Z-Cars these are what pass as 'spares' these days.
Now, my wife said something about getting 'that pile of junk' out of the yard. That was a "I'm working on it honey" moment. Another moment was when I turned over this door. I wondered how a door got all evenly surface rusted like that, it was almost like someone stripped the door of all it's paint....
Well that would be because a previous owner bought a NEW Nissan OEM door, then laid it in the back hatch area and left it exposed to the elements for who knows how long. When I turned this baby over, it was still factory primer grey, with the shipping foams glued to the underside, and "$823.74" marked on it, along with a Nissan parts tag that almost disintegrated when I touched it.
Here's Ian getting eaten by The Turd, up at LWC's Shop in Glendora. Most of those guys think we're insane for taking a crapbucket like this thing and actually thinking we're going to enter ANY kind of race at all, much less a 14 hour endurance event!
This is a photo of "The Brown Turd" before initial testing at Willow Springs. During this test session it was revealed that the fuel sender unit was previously removed, and on lefthand sweepers the car had a geyser of petrol would spew forth in the right rear corner of the car. Interesting.
Looks mean as hell, doesn't it? For a pile of crap, it moved around pretty well! Of course from this photo you can see there was some lacking of roll stiffness, and with a pegleg stocker rearend we needed to address it somehow...and cheaply! That means an old rollbar that is as thick as my wrist, and lopping off spring coils to get it where we thought it would be 'better'...really scientific, eh>?
