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I got back to the East Coast April 20th. That night after my plane got in I went and chucked my bags at home and then went to see the only thing that had been on my mind since Halloween of last year.
I realized when I saw the COTD again, that I really don’t have much in my life that doesn’t revolve around this car anymore.
It was almost 8 months since I saw it last. I’m never doing that again. From now on it’s going to be like one of those weird ass kids you see being pulled around on a leash.
I was pretty skeptical about whether it would start or not
It didn’t. So I said fuck it to the battery that was in it and got a new one from Crappy Tire and Came back the next day.
Started it.
It ran.
...You know that part in Jurassic Park 1 when you finally saw the T-Rex and it roared and it got you so fucking stoked on dinosaurs that you were like “when I grow up.. I wanna BE a dinosaur!”
That’s the feeling I get every time I get in this car. I feel stoked, and a little scared of it biting my face off leaving me looking like bathsalts guy.
After I drove it I put it back in its cave and went home feeling like I just French kissed both Olsen twins AND Rashida Jones from Parks & Recreation.
Plus you know who... <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
...Okay, so the next day I took it out to my man to get passed for safety inspection.
Not even 35 minuets later, I felt the 7MGTE seize on the way home from the safety inspection. It felt like Satan himself finally just reached up through the pavement and stopped it's heart.
Put the clutch in and rode it into a gas station for a perfect 10-point landing.
The CAA guy wasn’t psyched when he showed up. He hopped out and the first thing he said was “HA!!! Yeah right.”
I said “I know”
I said thanks for trying and hung around with him shooting the shit. Eventually I convinced him to try to get it on the bed, and if it bust into flames or got wrecked that I wouldn’t be a pussy and complain about it.
CAA tow drivers are the best people ever, bar none. Never met a bad one.
Got the COTD back in one piece and started ripping it apart.
The 7MGTE is dead. Time of death: April 27, 2012 2:58:44 PM
R.I.P. 7MGTE. You murdered a lot of tires while you were with us. You’re partying with Satan, Eazy E and Heath Ledger in hell now.
So now the fun happens.
The entire car is getting torn limb from limb in preparation for it’s unholy resurrection. Interior is getting completely re-done,
I can't tell you how satisfying it is to see these wheels on the COTD after buying them and waiting months to even test fit them.
Most people would think that spending thousands of dollars buying wheels for a car that is on the other side of the country, THAT DOESN'T EVEN RUN would be fucking stupid. That's why I'm on here writing this for all you guys. Because YOU get this shit.
Anyway, E30Brian is here, and he wants to streeting so I'm going to go do that. I've been awake 24/7 grinding on this update for the past week so enjoy and have a fucking awesome weekend!
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