Hi all:
Like the title says, I just bought a Z! From the time I was in high school (early '80s), I've wanted one. At the time, I drove a hand-me-down '77 Celica (not a bad car, either). But I really wanted a Z. I bought a Sunbeam Tiger project back in the early '90s, and had been slowly restoring it. But I finally got tired of sinking the time and money into the car. I never did finish it. I sold it in December, and started looking around for something else, determined to buy something that was already drivable, and not in need of bodywork. My wife was adamant that I not buy another car that would sit in the shop for 20+ years like the Sunbeam did!
While searching, I came across a few Zs on Ebay, that rekindled my long-dormant desire for one. So I watched and waited for the right one. There always seemed to be something wrong: rust, swapped engine, ugly body kit, ugly color, too far away, too expensive, etc. I wasn't looking for a perfect car. But most were trashed pretty badly. Then I came across a Craigslist ad for a '77 about an hour away from me that looked appealing. It appeared to be in good shape. The price was a little high, I thought. But I decided to call the seller anyway. He described the car as complete and original with no rust, factory AC that worked, etc. After a long talk, he revealed that he couldn't get the car started, and he'd knock $3500 off the price if I'd just come get it.
I knew I couldn't go see it until the following weekend, so I offered to send him a deposit if he'd hold it. He said he'd hold it for free. That was the longest week of my life. I spent that time researching what could have kept it from running, including seeking help on this forum. The seller had convinced himself that the fuel system needed to be restored, which is why he dropped the price so much. I hoped for something far easier. But first, I had to see if the overall condition of the car was good enough.
Finally, Saturday came. I rented a car trailer, and took a friend. I took a bunch of tools and diagnostic stuff, thinking I'd try to figure out the problem with the car. But on the way, I realized that if I fixed the car, the price might go back up. So when I arrived, I decided to evaluate the car, and take a chance if it looked promising. Boy was I nervous! The car was in a metal barn, behind a dead golf cart and a big air compressor. The seller restored old tractors, and had quite a collection. Finally, I got my first look at the car.
As soon as I saw it in person, I was impressed by the overall condition. The light blue paint looked nearly new. The seller (second owner) said it had been painted. But the only way I could tell was from a small amount of overspray on the underbody coating beneath the floor. There were a couple of pea-sized bubbles in the paint. But otherwise, no significant rust that I could find. The interior appeared to be completely original and intact. The dash (probably cracked) had a cover on it. The power antenna and clock were broken. But everything else worked. The seats looked new. The carpet was pretty good, except for a little fading in the back. The car was essentially a time capsule, complete with spare, toolkit, everything. Probably the biggest negative for me was the aftermarket sunroof someone had installed (as was common in that time period). But everything else about the car was so good!
I tried starting it. It started immediately. But it would die a few seconds later. Still, it built oil pressure and sounded good. It was so hard to contain my excitement at this point. We talked about how much work it would be to clear a path to push the car out of the barn. We also talked about how much trouble it would be to get the title work done, due to the notary he knew being 15 miles away. I must have looked annoyed, because he dropped the price some more. Then I decided to buy it, and we shook hands.
After getting the paperwork done and loading the car up, I could see the seller was pretty sad. I think he had seller's remorse. I promised to keep in touch with him, and let him know what happened with the car. He offered to buy it back from me if I ever wanted to sell it.
We stopped on the way home and put a dose of Star Tron in the tank, along with a fill-up of premium fuel. While at the gas station, several bystanders commented on the car. That was fun.
When we pulled up at my house, my friend talked me into trying to get it running, so I could drive it off the trailer. After posting here, I'd learned that the likely culprit was a dirty AFM. So we removed the air cleaner and used a piece of wire to push the AFM flap up a little. I started the car, and it ran, and it kept running! I brought the engine up to temp; no smoke, no odd noises, no leaks, just the smooth burble of that lovely straight six. With a little fiddling, we could get the wire to stay put well enough to drive the car off the trailer and into my shop. I felt like the luckiest guy on the planet.
So I've ordered various manuals and books already. I've got a set of tires ordered. And I'm about to start cleaning the AFM. I've started my "must do", "should do" and "want to do" lists. I'll update this as I go. And I'm sure I'll run into issues. But I'm pretty happy with my decision. I can't wait to drive it. Here are some photos.