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:love: G'Day there landmizzle, welcome to the club. Is there some HEX on orange 240's ????? Just in case, I'm gonna keep my pretty little bronze 260 as far away from ANY orange Zed as possible. By the way, where do you get LANDMIZZLE from ????? I'm sure that others would be interested also. Rick.

George, the best thing for hanging tools is PEGBOARD. It comes in various sizes, all tools are easily accessable and visible. A piece of timber with holes drilled keeps screwy drivers in their place. Alternatively, a strip of leather with a series of nails positioned at intervals is as efective.(Also good for wood chisels). Regardless of what method you decide, if you don't USE it, you'll be hard put to find what you want when you want it. Drawers under the work bench is a MUST. Rick.

My wife and I did the doors and rear tower covers but had the seats done professionally. If you have never done it before, workmanship will tell. Rick.

G'Day there Carl, I thought that might throw some of you blokes (read; GUYS) Just a bit of Aussie "slang" mate. "Quids"---pre decimal currency slang for a pound note. "Wouldn't be dead for quids"--- pounds (heaps of money) Simply a way of saying that you are thoroughly enjoying something. Sorry 'bout dat Carl, (har, har, har de har harRick.

:stupid: Hey, George, I CHEATED. (If foreknowledge is cheating) After all, I know your surname. You know, the one you don't include in your profile. (Sneaky, just putting an "M") That's the sort of thing us sneaky Aussies do mate. Plus I know you to be honest. Check the results again mate, You have at least one vote. Rick.

:finger: :finger: Good on ya Alfa, you're absolutely right. Come on you blokes, let's not have ANOTHER war of words. Over the last few weeks I reckon we've all had our chances to put forward our thoughts, ideas, beliefs, opinions and whatever regarding the war. Some posts have bordered on the side of outright abuse. Whether intentional or not, that is the problem with the written word. It's too bloody easy to take it out of context. Give it a miss HUH ????? PLEASE ???? (not to be taken out of context). Rick.

:stupid: :stupid: Just think, All the foregoing has derived from a 280ZX ploughing a "luxery"car up the bum.!!!!!!!!!!!! $^!#, you blokes, I wouldn't be dead for quids. I'd miss out on all this FUN communicating. Rick.

Owen K, Thanks for sharing that with us mate, I can imagine how moving such an experience would be. The general public just go along with their every day lives without a thought for the young heros who make our way of life possible. Rick.

:devious: :devious: :devious: Yes, I agree with Brett 240. Wait till you can pick up a driver. Sounds to me like it's only good as a parts car. If that !!!!!. Rick.

:love: :love: Just a spot of useless information for anyone travelling through Central Queensland around the 25th of May. The ALL CLASSIC MOTOR CLUB, Central Queensland Inc. (of which I am a member) is holding it's annual Classics By The Coast on the 25th of May at Bell Park, in the little seaside town of Emu Park (about 45 kms out of Rockhampton) Cars litterally come from everywhere. Last year there were over a hundred cars on display. Holdens, Fords, Datsuns, Chevs, you name it. There was a Camaro there that made my mouth water. The INDIAN motor bike club was in the area and dropped in for a cuppa which added even more interest. So, if you are going to be in the area, let me know and I'll give you instructions on how to get there. Rick.

Yes Geoff, as George said, thanks for the info. Like I said before, I had a bloody close look but couldn't detect any evidence of a respray. It's a car to envy. Lachlan, I understand that the pinstriping and protection moulding was a dealer add on. Been there since day dot. Actually, I have been considering fitting protection moulding onto "Precious". You know what it's like in parking lots. Rick.

ROFL ROFL TANNY, I LIKE IT, I LIKE IT. Reminds me of a poem. I've got it here somewhere, I'll try to dig it up. Rick.

:stupid: HEY THERE TANNY !!!!!!! I can't lay claim to that one mate, I received it as an email from an old Army mate in Brisbane. I must admit that I've had my fair share of bloody embaressing circumstances though nothing to equal that one. Rick.

:D Hey, George, Your first photo was of a car that I would have called a "Burnt Orange" colour. YUCK. Yes, the other one is the one mate, had the luvres and a little old lady hovering around all the time I was there 'cause there was a video camera in the back. She was the security patrol. Sure had me scared !!!!! "Precious" is the same colour but has a top coat of gold pearl. In the shade it just looks Bronze but in the sun it sparkles with Gold. Remember that white one with the pin striping? Bloke claimed it was totally original, just as it came off the showroom floor ???? One judge I spoke to reckoned it had been resprayed, in which case it couldn't have been "Totally Original" as the pin striping would have had to be redone as well. Did you detect any sign of a respray ?, I couldn't and I had a bloody good look. Rick.

ROFL LOL Hey there, George and Alfapuppy, I was there, with "She who has learned to follow" looking bored and pushing a stroller while I dribbled and drooled AND I had my "Z" cap on (only one like it) and the only person who came up to me and said G'Day Rick, was a fellow club member from Rocky. Sorry I missed you blokes. George, I got the parcell mate, --thanks. You know,--- I reckon my pretty little "Precious" could hold her own in that company. Personnally, I don't go in for mods the way some of those cars were done up. I particularly liked the Bronze 260 2+2 'cause he has tried to keep it as original as poss. (plus I'm biased on the colour Bronze). Rick.

ROFL ROFL Bloody heck mates, that one's so old I can't remember WHEN I first heard it,. Rick.

> Overview: I had to take my son's hamster to the vet. > > Here's what happened: > Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me > there was "something wrong" with one of the two > hamsters he holds prisoner in his room. > "He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm > serious, Dad. Can you help?" > I put my best hamster-healer statement on my face and followed him > intohis bedroom. One of the little rodents was indeed lying on his back, > looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do. "Honey," I called, > "come look at the hamster!" > "Oh my gosh," my wife diagnosed after a minute. "She's having > babies." > "What?" my son demanded. "But their names are Bert and > Ernie, Mom!" I was equally outraged. "Hey, how can > that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to > reproduce," I accused my wife. > "Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?" she > inquired. (I actually think she said this sarcastically!) > "No, but you were supposed to get two boys!" I reminded her, (in my > most > loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth together). > "Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed. > "Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know," she > informed me. (Again with the sarcasm, you think?) By now the rest > of the family ha gathered to see what was going on. I shrugged, > deciding to make the best of it. > "Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience, I announced. > "We're about to witness the miracle of birth let's get some pictures." > "OH, Gross!", they shrieked. "Well, isn't THAT just Great!; what > are we going to do with a litter of tiny little hamster babies?" my > wife wanted to know. (I really do think she was being snotty here, too. > don't you?) > We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked like a > tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later. "We don't > appear to be making much progress," I noted. "Its breech," my wife > whispered,horrified. "Do something, Dad!"my son urged. "Okay, okay." > Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot when it next appeared, > giving it a gingerly tug. It disappeared. I tried several more times with > the same > results."Should I call emercgency?" my eldest daughter wanted to know. > "Maybe > they could talk us through the trauma." (You see a pattern here with the > femalesin my house?) "Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly. We drove > to > the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap. Breathe, Ernie, breathe," > he urged. "I don't think hamsters do Lamaze," his mother noted to him. > (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I mean what she does to me is > one thing, but this boy is of her womb, for God's sake.) The vet took Ernie > back to the examining room and peered at the little animal through a > magnifying glass. > "What do you think, Doc, a c-section?" I suggested scientifically. > "Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, may I speak to > you > privately for a moment?" I gulped, nodding for my son > to step outside. > "Is Ernie going to be okay?" my wife asked. > Oh, perfectly," the vet assured us. "This hamster is > not in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to > happen... Ernie is a boy." > "What?" > "You see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as > they come into maturity, like most male species, they > um....um....masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on > his back." He blushed, glancing at my wife. > "Well, you know what I'm saying, Mr.Cameron." > We were silent, absorbing this. "So Ernie's just... > just...Excited," my wife offered. > "Exactly," the vet replied, relieved that we understood. More > silence. > Then my viscous, cruel wife > started to giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh > loudly. "What's so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but > not believing that the woman I married would commit > the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness. Tears > were now running down her face. "It's just... that... > I'm picturing you pulling on its...its...teeny > little..." she gasped for more air to bellow in > laughter once more. > "That's enough," I warned. > We thanked the Veterinarian and hurriedly bundled the > hamsters and our son back into the car. He was glad > everything was going to be okay. > "I know Ernie's really thankful for what you've done, > Dad," he told me. > "Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing > with laughter. > 2 - Hamsters - 10 bucks... > 1 - Cage - 20 bucks > Trip to the Vet ...30 bucks... > and pictures of your hubby pulling on the hamster's > donger........Priceless!

Hey there you lot, This 15 year old young man sounds a damn site more level headed, mature and responsible than some much older rev heads I know of. Good on ya Jeff. Rick.

ROFL G'Day there newby Jeff and WELCOME. No doubt you have noticed that not one of the replies you've received have flamed you. Mate, we aint like that. HMMMMMM, an SX or a Zed ????. Personally I'd go for the Zed. You're a young bloke and a Zed is a great chick magnet. I should imagine that at the tender age of 15, you would still have a few years to go before obtaining a licence to drive which may give you time to bring the car to roadworthy condition. The final decision is, of course, entirely yours. Hopefully it will be the right one FOR YOU. Rick.

:love: Had I been in a position to afford it, I would have had "Precious" painted Chamelion Bronze. Depending on the angle you look from, the car can be anything from emerald green through a deep blue to yellow and bronze. The fact that the entire body is made up of curves without hardly any flat spots lends itself perfectly to the chamelion effect. I don't know about the prices you lot pay for a good paint job but way, way, way down south here that type of paint can cost anything from $750 to $1000 PER LITRE. WAAAYYY out of the price range of this old fella. There ya go Granny Zed, howzat for a suggestion ????????? Rick.

:classic: :classic: :classic: Yes Carl, As I said before, we CAN agree to disagree. I agree. Now don't you go turning ostrich on us mate. DON"T use your shed as a sandpit to stick your head into. I for one enjoy reading your comments. All too often they mirror my own thoughts but you have more of a knack at using words than I do. Anyone else AGREE or DISAGREE ???????? Rick.

As far as rebuilding is concerned, all we are (supposedly) going to offer is assistance with agriculture. Yes, little Johnny, we believe you. Rick.

I thought this one was good enough to pass on. Rick. "Breaking News! Saddam Captured" Intelligence reported that Saddam was suspected to be hiding in a field of long scrub grass on the outskirts of Basra. British Marines used their own 'intelligence' to verify the report. They sprayed the field with viagra, and the prick stood up.

:love: Received this from a friend and thought I'd share it with you all. Rick. > F A M I L Y > > > > > > > > > > I ran into a stranger as he passed by, > > > > > "Oh excuse me please" was my reply. > > > > > He said, "Please excuse me too; > > > > > I wasn't watching for you." > > > > > We were very polite, this stranger and I. > > > > > We went on our way and we said good-bye. > > > > > > > > > > But at home a different story is told, > > > > > How we treat our loved ones, young and old. > > > > > Later that day, cooking the evening meal, > > > > > My son stood beside me very still. > > > > > When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. > > > > > "Move out of the way," I said with a frown. > > > > > He walked away, his little heart broken. > > > > > I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. > > > > > > > > > > While I lay awake in bed, > > > > > God's still small voice came to me and said, > > > > > "While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you > > >use, > > > > > but the children you love, you seem to abuse. > > > > > Go and look on the kitchen floor, > > > > > You'll find some flowers there by the door. > > > > > Those are the flowers he brought for you. > > > > > He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue. > > > > > He stood very quietly not to spoil the > surprise, > > > > > you never saw the tears that filled his little > > >eyes." > > > > > > > > > > By this time, I felt very small, > > > > > And now my tears began to fall. > > > > > I quietly went and knelt by his bed; > > > > > "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said. > > > > > "Are these the flowers you picked for me?" > > > > > He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree. > > > > > I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. > > > > > I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue." > > > > > I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted > > >today; > > > > > I shouldn't have yelled at you that way." > > > > > He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. > > > > > I love you anyway." > > > > > I said, "Son, I love you too, > > > > > and I do like the flowers, especially the > blue." > > > > > > > > > > FAMILY > > > > > > > > > > Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we > are > > >working > > > > > for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the > family > > >we left > > > > > behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And > > >come to > > > > think > > > > > of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own > > >family, an > > > > > unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is > behind > > >the > > > story? > > > > > > > > > > Do you know what the word FAMILY means? > > > > > > > > > > FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU > > > > > > > > > >

It may be crazy, It may be stupid. It may be downright lunacy BUT!!!!!!!!! Wouldn't she get up and DANCE the wheel stand shuffle ?? There'd be no way to hold the nose of that machine down. Rick.