My mom had had 1973 240z that her parents bought her new when she graduated high school. And it was still in existance when i was coming up on my 16th birthday (4 years ago). 4 flat tires, faded tangerine paint, and a motor full of spiderwebs, but it became mine. I fixed it up enough to drive and it was my first car. A year later, I got a new toyota tacoma pickup and my dad was having the now not running z towed to his shop in anaheim on a flatbed truck. Somewhere on the 91 freeway, it fell off. and that was the end of my first z.

But not my last :devious:

Nice to share that story with us, what are your future plans?

How awful! Sorry to hear about the mishap. Are you selling any parts??

How awful! Sorry to hear about the mishap. Are you selling any parts??

One mans misfortune, is another's gain. Life goes on, right JimmyZ.