The drift felt good. My arms were crossed and the big port 3.0 sounded great. The tach hovered at 6500-7000rpms. The M&K RSR muffler screamed. In a moment it changed for the worst. The changeover happened in an instant. I was shocked. Adrenaline pumped through my system and fear took over. How far can I drive it? What did I do? What could it be? The car was clearly misfiring.
Dont Miss: Part I and Part II
Andrew Sylvia and I had conquered every challenge the deserts of the south west had thrown at us. Even with our photos of the trip, it’s hard to know how many times we had truly broken down, or how many hours we had spent on the side of the road. Nic and Steph Foster had helped us get back on our feet, and our final leg to reaching a west-coast city was mostly trouble free.
It’s easy to feel removed when you skim the pages of the latest car magazine, scroll through the most recent blog posts, or watch as famous builders share their work in the viral videos that make their way around the internet. The budgets seem endless and the shop space dwarfs the suburban garage that your build has been relegated to. They seem to collect piles of parts beyond your wildest dreams and build cars with no bolt left unturned.
The biggest lie any true car enthusiast will tell themselves is that they will “keep it simple” or “leave it alone this time.” Four years ago, I purchased a grey-market 1986 BMW 525e, and it was my only car and daily-driver. The plan was to just do wheels and a drop… “stay conservative,” I told myself.
Photography by Bryan Cheney
“What year is that thing?” – If you’ve ever owned a classic car, you know the question well. Chances are it’s the first thing a curious stranger will ask you when you pull up at a gas station. Older cars just seem friendly and inviting. You’ll end up deep in conversation with passers-by as they reminisce about how they had a friend or relative who once had some similar car when they were a kid.