It’s Saturday afternoon, all I’ve done today is watch some of Steve McQueens Le Mans (Amazing Le Mans footage) and have a mini Jersey Shore marathon to see what the fuss was about.
Oh and have a looks through some of my photos.
When realy I should have been either at Hampton Downs to watch the second round of the NZFMR or the 4&Rotary nationals.. More so HD because those car shows I stopped going to at 15.
This is my Skyline with a shitty cellphone picture after being recovered after 8 or so months after it had been stolen. I’ve had it since a few months after turning 16. I’ve had cars before it and between owning this.
I was living in Kerikeri, Bay of Islands in ’07 and my dad rings me one afternoon asking some details about my car and, in turn out it was mine. The owner came out shortly after and they exchanged words, dad (Garry) got the cars new details. Days later tracked it down. Had a visit to their house with the spare imobilizer unit and VIN number. Doors unlocked, numbers lined up. The mother of the boy who had bought it from a car dealership, who had previously bought it from Another car dealership decided it was best to get it sorted straight away.
(Insurance had run out a few weeks before, Poor student)
Garry and the mother took it Manukau police shop, told them they have a stolen car out side and they want to get it sorted. Nice police desk lady had no idea what was going on.
2-3 months later court papers were settled so the car unit could removed the car from their property. From there it went into lock up for another 2months to get a specialist from Wellington to retreive the VIN number from the firewall which the Fucks that stole it had grinded and bogged over.
Done, my car.
Shit this is long, my bad.
So, now the boy wanted his money back from the car dealer, and the car dealer wanted his turbo back because he replaced it, bla bla bla. Boy got discounted new car which I think was a WRX and after weeks of argueing I had my car back turbo-less.
Into storage it went, sharing a container with a Leyland P-76.
Fast forward to start/mid ’09, I was living in Hamilton in 2nd year of Sport science degree, bartender at an Irish bar.
Every spare weekend I had off i’d be in Auckland, doing a sort of a rebuild.
Because it had been gone so long, and we didnt think to put the rego on hold.
Complience cert needed.
Months later, Thousands spent, Cert time.
What failed? Horn and noisey exhaust.
Fix, fuse and silencer.
November ’09. I drive it home.
’09/’10 I drove it all summer around the BoI, come back to start of semester, i’m living in Auckland city, 16th story apartment (I miss city/apartment living so much) continuing study.
Car back into storage.
2nd semester, we move out of apartment, I’m sick of being poor, found a job, study part time, Moved in with friends outside of the city.
Now, the next few months i’m going to be hella poor trying to get this thing to look how I want it.
‘Glass Cobra, Such a nice car.
Hampton Downs NZFMR, celebrating Chris Amon, R1.
Last year I never had a camera so had to go without pictures. This year, its on.
Driver had started to get into a slide comming out of the turn before the downhill hairpin,
Was going really well before that though.
Chevette at the Kumeu show two weekends ago.
Was walking past when this car turned up.
I’m so happy this style is filtering its way down to NZ.
Rust, roof racks, low.
Something different in a paddock filled with all different styles of hot rod.
This car made my day.
Super long post!
So i’ll leave you with a picture of an Elephant I took in Thailand last year when my now ex and I went to visit. I have a lot to say on these Tourism Elephants, but not today…