So anyway, this old inventor guy with a Delorean lives around the corner from me, and one day he asked me to help out with this experiment of his. So anyways, I go down to the shopping centre carpark at night to meet him, and he's there with the Delorean and a blender or something and then he's got this plutonium and- well to cut a long story short I kinda went back in time and made out with my mum and then once I'd gotten out of that jam, set mum up with dad so I wasn't unexisted then had to push start the Delorean into a power line to catch a lightning bolt in order to get the 1.5 gigajoules needed to travel back to the present and I got back and my girlfriend was alive and well and some guy washed all my cars for free and then a bear came and they killed it and it died. Oh, the one tricky thing was the JNC forums kinda glitched backwards about a month and deleted my account, but you know what, all things considered I think I did pretty damn well with the whole endeavour, especially as the GMC part of the Delorean didn't break down, so I figured I'll just re-up all my JNC posts.
Oh yeah, and if you ever see any book or film with a similar plot or theme they must have stolen it from me and gone back in time to make it, so just let me know in the thread so I can send a cyborg back to kill the person who makes it before they're born...
Cool? cool. Right, the car...
So, when you've got two project cars and two dailies in varying states of disrepair, the logical thing to do is to sell all but one and buy a getz, then save to fix up that one, right? WRONG! Oh so wrong! You hunt down other rare Toyotas and go to great lengths to acquire and store them, usually by the good graces of friends and family Because you know what they say; two's a party, three's a serious disorder and you should under no circumstances follow in my footsteps. I implore you. My talking doctor implores you. My girlfriend implores you...anyways....
So after a bit of scouting around and various eyes kept on various interweb happenings, I got a message from my brother whilst he was up in Wyalkatchem for Racewars running my old silvia.
His group didn't have time to head back and leave a note for the guy, and I was fairly broke anyway, so I noted down the location with the intention of heading back to investigate once I had the means. It wasn't until a few months later that I clicked on a wanted ad on an online classifieds site out of curiosity, the guy was after a working 4M cylinder head and as you've no doubt guessed, it was for the MX22. I later discovered that he'd put pictures of the car up in case somebody had one and didn't know what it was, but all he'd really had were enquiries asking what it was.
So I sent off an email asking if he'd consider selling the car as it was; just because don't ask don't get, and I was fully expecting him to say no and that he was looking to keep it. But to my surprise he got back to me with a fair price and some interesting info on it, it was complete except for one hubcap and the busted head, 107,000 on the odometer. Whether or not it's 107 or 1,107,000 I'm not sure, but the body had been repainted at some point and the interior was in ridiculously good nick for the age, so could be either. I drove the 3 hours out to the town for a look; the guy was in his 70's and had a small fleet of old Fords, Standards and Triumphs and assorted bits and pieces.
What had happened was he'd been living in another small town down the coast, and one day he'd seen an ad for workshop manuals for sale. Having so many cars he ended up collecting over 400 workshop manuals, and would sell what he didn't need through clubs and such. Anyway, he's gone around to this house and met this old lady; her husband, the local reverend, passed away 8 years prior and the house was locked up as storage. She was just now starting the process of clearing out the possessions as the house was to be demolished. So the guy sorts through the old books and explains his hobby and such, and the widow tells him there's more car stuff in the garage if he's interested. They open up the door and there sits the reverend's Mk2, covered in dust. Apparently after he passed away the car was just left in the shed, the title passed onto the reverend's son who'd moved away and it was just one of those things which they never used but never sold, mainly for sentimental reasons I guess. The head had corroded through from age and lack of attention, but everything else was in original working condition. Apparently it had even been registered up until 2005. After a bit of back and forth the collector negotiated it off the son and it joined his fleet for the next two years; one of the many cars he'd intended to fix up and drive someday, but I think he figured out he was running low on somedays...when I picked it up he'd already sold off another six of the collection, so hopefully he's made enough cash to get at least one of his triumphs finished.
So here it is as it sits, it doesn't really need much to get it going except the head and gasket, but while I've got the space to keep it I'll probably just store it until I can afford to get the engine rebuilt and some of the trim and surface rust taken care of. Only other downsides are it's got a small chip in the windshield and the front has taken a bump at some point, nothing too serious and hopefully the sedan windshield will fit, otherwise I'll have to fork out for a new one.
So at the moment she's under wraps in storage; I managed to snag two cylinder heads from the guy as well, which look to be repairable but we'll have to see. The plan's going to be to get it running and registered, then pretty much sunday it until I can afford to give her some lovin - I was contemplating a JZ or a G, but now I'm leaning more towards accumulating what spares I can for the chassis then going a tidy up and an angry 4M...I'm not too concerned with go, a droolworthy exhaust note and cruising torque are top of my list.
Thanks for looking guys, hopefully post more soon