Granted, I was planning on *starting* to look for cars. Then I got a PM from a man named Dangerous Dave. For those of you who haven't ever had the pleasure I can confirm he is indeed particularly dangerous. Anyway, had a chat with him about the car, got carried away and convinced a mate to drive me to his to take a look at it.
Next weekend possible? No, can't do then - I'm down as second driver on an MX5 at Woodbridge. So (bearing in mind this is Wednesday night 7pm) we decided to head up to Bedford and take a look at the car the following morning before Dave left for work at 8am.
Now, we live in Essex. Which for those of you not from round 'ere, is about 2 hours drive away. 4am start it is. Add into the mix overrunning roadworks on the M25 and stoopid frickin average speed cameras the entire way round the M25 and up the M1 and you've got a really very mundane and dull drive.
Anyway we've come this far, car seems fine so I agree to take it. That's the hard bit out the way:
If anyone recognises this car as being previously owned by yourself then you might well have some crimes to answer for, but we'll come to that later.
Get it to work, see what needs doing. Having been thoroughly violated by the iron bar protruding from the drivers seat it's pretty clear some new seats will be needed sooner or later, so might as well spank a couple of those on a credit card. Thankyou Demon Tweeks, who have also assured me the subframes they've provided will fit first time.
I have never known subframes fit first time.
So that's them on order. Finish work, back home, hide the car in the garage so the girlfriend can't see it.
Next day, let's see how easy it's going to be to strip. Don't really have time to do this now, so just do the easy bits and try not to get too carried away.
Boot carpets out no problem. Plastic trim bits: again not too bad. Luckily french cars are held together with about seven bolts so not really an issue. With the help of saw and a socket set, I'd gotten carried away and removed the rear seats.
The rear cards are easy enough, but there's a hidden screw behind the storage bit:
By this point I was pretty late for work, but a car with no rear seats has no need for rear seatbelts. Goodbye.
Carpets are for houses, not track cars; best remove the fronts whilst we're here. They were a bit more of a ballache, but still only common sense and a T40 star bit. The hardest bit was the bit that went behind the centre console as it was clearly put in before the dash, but with the help of my trusty carpet removal tool it wasn't hard to conquer:
If anyone ever tries to tell you that track cars are a waste of money and non-profitable, just show them the £1.51 I found under the passenger seat. Car sold as seen sir? That'll be mine then.
Right, seriously - who on here put in this secret switch to activate the flashing "I've got an alarm" LED on the dash?
FAIL. Try connecting it to a wire that's live when the ignition off as well as on.
Pikey polystyrene footrests are for primary schools, so that can go. Leather is for the bedroom, so laters:
And there you have it - piece of pie. One stripped car ready for Woodbridge tomorrow:
As I write this, Parcel Force have just dropped off my seats, so they're getting done later.
So next time anyone whinges they don't have the time or technical know-how to sort themselves a track car, dry your eyes and get the hell on with it. If a podgy computer programmer with no idea what he's doing can do it, then so can you
Next job will probably be new uprated front discs and pads, then probably get some KW suspension on there as the current stuff is knackered. Then roll cage, harnesses and oil cooler. Probably not much more than that any time soon and might be a bit keen to try getting it caged up before tomorrow.
Tomorrow will be a day of testing the car out to see what needs doing. Expect an "engine rebuild" post tomorrow.
O.
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