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Welcome fellow reader. This is my build, a build that you may don’t understand, you may **** it, you even might barf on it, yet you will read it, because you know inside you, we are all sons of the same God, so you are my brothers/sisters, hence family, OHANA means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.
PROLOGUE.
This car:
It was a 2010 SS Camaro. I did the heads and cam thing with a bunch of bolt ons to produce a respectable 500whp, yet at 5150ft of altitude and the car weight on the 4000lb order it was a turd. It was fast, but not quick enough, add the fact that 22 inch wheels with rubber band tires will just laugh at you when you ask them for any traction. It was also the first car I dropped beyond useless levels.
It scrapped on memorable places, made me discover the angle approach on driveways and the 3” dual exhaust was as round as the letter D.
It also made me understand why multi piece wheel companies owners are so damn rich.
I bent exactly 3215,235,933 outer lips and 1,234 inner lips. Number on picture isn’t factually correct because the computer was still running heavy analysis calculating the final number previously posted.
I liked that car, it wasn’t practical at all, barely used it, and I had a plan for it.
This plan:
I sold all my NA stuff and bought all new internals for the engine and sent a suitcase full of money for a turbo kit to a bitch in KY. He delivered one of the most sensational fuck you I have ever had and never sent anything back, not even my dignity.
After crying for months hugging my teddy bear in the corner of my room I went to see some friends.
Sobbing, I told them my story. One of them, which has been asking to buy the car since 2012 made me an engine less offer.
It was so good I didn’t sleep for days, I really wanted to keep the car, it had the shape and the wheelbase needed for my project, yet it was a lot of money I could dump on a much cheaper car.
I told him to wait for a couple of weeks to see IF I could find another car that I would like to replace it with. Those weeks turned into months, Mexico isn’t the land of performance antique and nothing caught my eye.
One day I was whoring the idea to a friend on Facebook and he suggested a 944. I searched on what I will call the local craigslist and there were a bunch of 924s, ranging from 1k to one ridiculous 15k.
But the catch was that none of them were legally imported, they all had US plates, NO GO for me, I am a pussy and I would not like to spend 50k on a 1k car just to be impounded by IRS for their joy.
Came to know the fact that NO German/Japanese used car can be imported. TLC stuff, thanks Government!
Yet one day, keeping the search I find something. In the pictures I can see the ugly blue and yellow colors of our state plates, I call and ask if it is legal, he says yes. I ask HOW, he says come check it out.
So I go, it was… different. And fucking expensive for a 924! He wanted 8k for it. Money at that point was irrelevant, if it was legal it was worth it just for the paperwork. The one and only TRULY legal 944 in all Mexico ( this is a fact I created to justify the amount that I paid for it ).
So I check it out. It starts, has locked brakes and has that old Porsche smell with a hint of water leakage over the years, rims look 2 or 3 piece. I ask again about the import papers. He says it was imported by an Ex-President. So a non-importable car was imported because he wanted it. Thanks Government x2!
Papers have some inconsistencies that he was not able to fix, so I made a ridiculous lowball ( to his astronomical price ) accepting the paperwork as it is. After some days of back and forth we made a deal.
I called my friend and told him he was the new owner of the most special 2010 Camaro ever in the whole of the worldz.
THE PICKUP
As you will see, the fact that it had presidential history didn’t carry over on glamour days for the rest of its life.
This is the overall look of the space it shared with 3 tons of trash and an Aerostar. Who knows how many years? Kind of forgot to ask that, because well it looked like shit, no point in wasting saliva, like right now, wasting keystrokes explaining how I didn’t ask a question.
Notice the hood winking, no it isn’t because its happy rats are not eating it anymore, it’s because the battery was taller than it should. I forgot to take a picture of the class act of fabrication to stop the shortage. It involved a chrome rubber mat. OH YEAAAAAAAA
I inspected the wheels again, see if they could be worth something but I could not see any branding, all the center caps were stored by the previous owner, he told me he had many! More than 4 at least. More on that later.
I was checking a crack on the passenger fender and while I consider myself a very curious and observant person, it was the first time I noticed the car had molded rear quarters/rockers/fenders. Previous owner told me it was modified somewhere in 86 by a wealthier man. I don’t know if 924s were offered with those wide fenders and the turbo fascia but searching for that info is ridiculous as Porsche still name their cars with whatever pair of numbers come up in a bingo game after a 9.
It was missing a rim (stored), because bald tires and no money for a new one. Oh the high life of owning an overpriced vw.
Original mats? Actually they are high quality. Old and muddy, but well made.
You can see the pimp lifestyle the car had. A Lot of BESPOKE stuff that I will mention on the course of the thread. For now, you can see the BESPOKE light switch. Porsche had an option where for 2 million extra they would pull it and leave it just hanging there, magnificent stuff.
He pulled the stored rim and cachiiiiingggg!
I actually had to search on the vast interwebs what the fuck I was looking at. I actually like some SSR models but Hey!, I’m not into Japanese vintage wheels… I actually came to know that SSR means Speed Star Rotisseries! You never know where you will learn your next life lesson. So SSR vintage wheels and 6 center caps! This could return some money! Yeaaaaaaaaah! More on that later x2.
AT HOME
I sent the car to my friend new Camaro owner’s shop, he runs a body shop with some mechanic facilities also.
I am in the process of building a house, which has taken 2 years more than it should and like 10 years of neurons from my brain.
I wanted to use the car and start the project on the new place, so I had my friend check the brakes and do a general service to the car so it would stay operational till I finish the house.
Some weeks later Is my birthday and I tell him to bring it over to my house. Yes I asked nicely and said please too.
He calls my cellphone and this is happens:
New Camaro owner: I’m a block away, bring your truck.
New 944 owner: Yeah sure, I will open the garage, put it near the wall.
New Camaro owner: I’m not kidding, need help.
New 944 owner: by the wall bitch!
I hang and open the garage expecting his fat face out of the garage with the shame of his joke not working out.
NOTHING.
Hum… I cross the street and none the less I see a red dot on the middle of the street. Revving to the sky yet not moving.
So it was true. Car had lost drive with engine working fine.
History short we manage to pull/push it to the garage by the wall… bitch.
And here it is... In all its nonmoving glory.
To be Continued...
PROLOGUE.
This car:
It was a 2010 SS Camaro. I did the heads and cam thing with a bunch of bolt ons to produce a respectable 500whp, yet at 5150ft of altitude and the car weight on the 4000lb order it was a turd. It was fast, but not quick enough, add the fact that 22 inch wheels with rubber band tires will just laugh at you when you ask them for any traction. It was also the first car I dropped beyond useless levels.
It scrapped on memorable places, made me discover the angle approach on driveways and the 3” dual exhaust was as round as the letter D.
It also made me understand why multi piece wheel companies owners are so damn rich.
I bent exactly 3215,235,933 outer lips and 1,234 inner lips. Number on picture isn’t factually correct because the computer was still running heavy analysis calculating the final number previously posted.
I liked that car, it wasn’t practical at all, barely used it, and I had a plan for it.
This plan:
I sold all my NA stuff and bought all new internals for the engine and sent a suitcase full of money for a turbo kit to a bitch in KY. He delivered one of the most sensational fuck you I have ever had and never sent anything back, not even my dignity.
After crying for months hugging my teddy bear in the corner of my room I went to see some friends.
Sobbing, I told them my story. One of them, which has been asking to buy the car since 2012 made me an engine less offer.
It was so good I didn’t sleep for days, I really wanted to keep the car, it had the shape and the wheelbase needed for my project, yet it was a lot of money I could dump on a much cheaper car.
I told him to wait for a couple of weeks to see IF I could find another car that I would like to replace it with. Those weeks turned into months, Mexico isn’t the land of performance antique and nothing caught my eye.
One day I was whoring the idea to a friend on Facebook and he suggested a 944. I searched on what I will call the local craigslist and there were a bunch of 924s, ranging from 1k to one ridiculous 15k.
But the catch was that none of them were legally imported, they all had US plates, NO GO for me, I am a pussy and I would not like to spend 50k on a 1k car just to be impounded by IRS for their joy.
Came to know the fact that NO German/Japanese used car can be imported. TLC stuff, thanks Government!
Yet one day, keeping the search I find something. In the pictures I can see the ugly blue and yellow colors of our state plates, I call and ask if it is legal, he says yes. I ask HOW, he says come check it out.
So I go, it was… different. And fucking expensive for a 924! He wanted 8k for it. Money at that point was irrelevant, if it was legal it was worth it just for the paperwork. The one and only TRULY legal 944 in all Mexico ( this is a fact I created to justify the amount that I paid for it ).
So I check it out. It starts, has locked brakes and has that old Porsche smell with a hint of water leakage over the years, rims look 2 or 3 piece. I ask again about the import papers. He says it was imported by an Ex-President. So a non-importable car was imported because he wanted it. Thanks Government x2!
Papers have some inconsistencies that he was not able to fix, so I made a ridiculous lowball ( to his astronomical price ) accepting the paperwork as it is. After some days of back and forth we made a deal.
I called my friend and told him he was the new owner of the most special 2010 Camaro ever in the whole of the worldz.
THE PICKUP
As you will see, the fact that it had presidential history didn’t carry over on glamour days for the rest of its life.
This is the overall look of the space it shared with 3 tons of trash and an Aerostar. Who knows how many years? Kind of forgot to ask that, because well it looked like shit, no point in wasting saliva, like right now, wasting keystrokes explaining how I didn’t ask a question.
Notice the hood winking, no it isn’t because its happy rats are not eating it anymore, it’s because the battery was taller than it should. I forgot to take a picture of the class act of fabrication to stop the shortage. It involved a chrome rubber mat. OH YEAAAAAAAA
I inspected the wheels again, see if they could be worth something but I could not see any branding, all the center caps were stored by the previous owner, he told me he had many! More than 4 at least. More on that later.
I was checking a crack on the passenger fender and while I consider myself a very curious and observant person, it was the first time I noticed the car had molded rear quarters/rockers/fenders. Previous owner told me it was modified somewhere in 86 by a wealthier man. I don’t know if 924s were offered with those wide fenders and the turbo fascia but searching for that info is ridiculous as Porsche still name their cars with whatever pair of numbers come up in a bingo game after a 9.
It was missing a rim (stored), because bald tires and no money for a new one. Oh the high life of owning an overpriced vw.
Original mats? Actually they are high quality. Old and muddy, but well made.
You can see the pimp lifestyle the car had. A Lot of BESPOKE stuff that I will mention on the course of the thread. For now, you can see the BESPOKE light switch. Porsche had an option where for 2 million extra they would pull it and leave it just hanging there, magnificent stuff.
He pulled the stored rim and cachiiiiingggg!
I actually had to search on the vast interwebs what the fuck I was looking at. I actually like some SSR models but Hey!, I’m not into Japanese vintage wheels… I actually came to know that SSR means Speed Star Rotisseries! You never know where you will learn your next life lesson. So SSR vintage wheels and 6 center caps! This could return some money! Yeaaaaaaaaah! More on that later x2.
AT HOME
I sent the car to my friend new Camaro owner’s shop, he runs a body shop with some mechanic facilities also.
I am in the process of building a house, which has taken 2 years more than it should and like 10 years of neurons from my brain.
I wanted to use the car and start the project on the new place, so I had my friend check the brakes and do a general service to the car so it would stay operational till I finish the house.
Some weeks later Is my birthday and I tell him to bring it over to my house. Yes I asked nicely and said please too.
He calls my cellphone and this is happens:
New Camaro owner: I’m a block away, bring your truck.
New 944 owner: Yeah sure, I will open the garage, put it near the wall.
New Camaro owner: I’m not kidding, need help.
New 944 owner: by the wall bitch!
I hang and open the garage expecting his fat face out of the garage with the shame of his joke not working out.
NOTHING.
Hum… I cross the street and none the less I see a red dot on the middle of the street. Revving to the sky yet not moving.
So it was true. Car had lost drive with engine working fine.
History short we manage to pull/push it to the garage by the wall… bitch.
And here it is... In all its nonmoving glory.
To be Continued...
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