Hi everyone, my name's Geoff, and I've got a thing for Z cars, and am developing another thing for all the hakos around here. This is the story of my yellow car.
Part 1: acquisition.
Once upon a time, almost 6 years ago, my wife had our son. We're upstanding members in the Albuquerque Z club, so we did what anyone would do in our position: started looking for another Z (we also have a '92 TT), so we could both drive Zs to the meetings.
I actually started looking when we first found out she was pregnant, about May of 2006. After 12 months of looking, the Z I was looking for fell into my lap: a 919 (sunshine yellow) '71 240Z. The original owner was getting on in years, and his wife had just had spinal fusion surgery, so she couldn't ride in it anymore.
The Z comes home:
Basically a pretty clean survivor. Hell, the clock even works.