In my “Automotive Confessions” post, I had mentioned that the VW world does some very strange things with their cars. Some – unbelievably awesome, some – unbelievably not awesome. This particular VW Wabbit was spotted for sale on eBay, and it falls into the “unknown” category of awesomeness. Sure, it has nearly the maximum amount of camber possible without grinding the inner rims into the ground. Sure, it has a weird mural on the hood of a dude forcing a phone upon another dude. Sure, it has “WAT” spray painted on the passenger door. You can’t make this stuff up. What I am trying to say is: “If a slammed, trophy grabbing, 1983 Volkwagen Rabbit is your thing, you better bid fast! You only have a few days left. » Continue reading more of this post…
I used to be a technician at a Cadillac dealer. At the time, I was just out of school, and ready to take on the world. Being the youthful new guy and getting paid by the hour (not by flat rate), I got all the jobs that nobody else wanted. This period in time also coincided with what I like to call “the Cadillac Catera era”. Lucky me.
The Catera was a really great idea on paper. It was a small car, with rear wheel drive, a DOHC V6, power everything, and it wasn’t even that bad looking. They had a firm ride, handled alright, and even had a cool winter driving mode that made driving in the snow slightly less scary. Although I don’t feel like it had any business being part of the Cadillac brand, it did have a lot of things going for it.
I was at the dealer when the Cateras started arriving on tow trucks, and I was also the guy fixing the majority of them. Why were they on tow trucks, you ask? Well, because the water pump and timing belt idler bearings failed. The ball bearings would then sprinkle down onto the spinning crankshaft making the timing belt jump time, which then caused catastrophic engine failure. Being an outsider looking in, it was pretty awesome to see. It was especially horrific when this failure happened at highway speeds. I would find mangled valve heads trapped in the catalytic converters, holes in pistons, and timing belt covers that looked like they were removed with a chainsaw. I really wish I had taken pictures of some of it.
Unfortunately for the Cateras, their engines were not their only flaw. For a reason that I still do not know, Cateras have tire issues. The inside edges of the tires are always bald, every time. An alignment to factory specs won’t help, so it’s no use trying. You just have to learn to appreciate bald tires. Once you get past the whole “driving on bald tires & catastrophic engine failure” thing, you have to think about the rear differentials, because they are weak and frequently spit parts out. They don’t do this all the time, just most of the time. I like to think that the differential is so disgusted with the engine that is powering it, that it logically removes itself from the Catera equation. If the car does somehow survive the catastrophic timing belt failure, balding tires, and rear end gear shredding fiasco, there will always be dead coil pack, leaking hot water valve, and busted LED tail light issues to ruin your day.
With all of that being said, someday when I am bored and need a new challenge, I may pick up a Catera (After all, they are dirt cheap for obvious reasons). Then I would just need to stuff an L92 in it with a t-56, and a solid rear axle. That will solve the majority of the issues that the Catera was plagued with. The rest, I can live with.
Chevy S10 Trucks, S10 Blazers, GMC Jimmys, and Sonomas eat ball joints. Being in the biz, we knew this, and we also knew that our customers could benefit from an installation video. One thing lead to another and BAM! – A beautiful 1AAuto Ball Joint How-To Installation video was born. With the right tools, and the right patience, this job is very doable in your driveway.
Growing up, while my middle school classmates were yapping about the newest R.L. Stine books, I was deciphering the differences of a 1933 Plymouth PC vs. PD vs. PDXX. I was not normal, and never got into the “normal kid” books. Instead, I swooned over low production numbers throughout the pages of the “Standard Catalog of American Cars 1805-1942″. The classic designs, unmatched style, and the rawness of old cars was the only interesting thing that I could find in books. Needless to say, many years have passed and I still never read any “normal” books, but I have managed to acquire quite an automotive library. Old books, new books, automotive design books, tuning books, service manuals, and enough car magazines to fill the Grand Canyon twice. With all of that, I bequeath to you “Jeremy’s official list of must-have book’s for your Gearhead hangout.” (Notice I capitalized “Gearhead” this time because I feel it is something to be proud of, and deserves that big first letter.)
In no particular order:
1) “Standard Catalog of American Cars” 1804-1942 AND 1946-1975 (These are great to reference, and win / lose bets.)
2) “The Hemi in the Barn” by Tom Cotter (This book is amazing, you must read it.)
3) “The Cobra in the Barn” by Tom Cotter (This book is equally amazing, you also must read it.)
4) “Classic Customs and Lead Sleds” by Bo Bertilsson (Filled with the most beautiful lead sleds you will ever see.)
5) “Maximum Boost” by Corky Bell (This will change your life. If you like forced induction, eternal happiness will be found within.)
6) “Street Rodder’s Chassis & Suspension Handbook” (Someday I will build one, and you will too. This might prevent us from screwing up.)
Every car has a price, but the owners “value” is often far different than the price that reality says it’s worth, especially with car enthusiasts. Maybe we’re crazy, and yes, we are dreamers, but how do you put a price tag on something that you have thousands of hours of work into? Just the thought of selling my cars makes me want to sob hysterically. Well, today’s the day in the wonderful world of imagination. A nice young fellow walks up to you with a blank check, and says “I want to buy your car, and it will go to a good home. How much do you need to get for it?” How do you respond?
Me? I know my 1964 Chevy Impala is probably only worth a few grand in reality, but 2010 is our 13th anniversary together and I would really like to drive it one of these days. Thus, the “how much money would it take” to pry it away from me, would likely be in the $15,000 range. I have a solid $10,000 in sentimental value whether you understand it or not.
If you had unlimited funding, and were forced to own a car from the year that you were born, what would it be? For me, the year is 1982. As you may or may not remember, this was a black hole of automotive design, horsepower, handling, and overall driving excitement. Luckily, one manufacturer didn’t care what the other guys were doing, and stuck to what they do best, building fantastic sports cars. That company’s name is Porsche. The model that I would procure is the 930, and I would obviously need it with the twin turbo ~300 horsepower engine.
Oddly enough, I found the exact one I want on eBay today!
Mixed in with the lawn gnomes, pink flamingos, and dog statues, you typically find Ford Escorts, Tempos, and Taurus’s for sale in front yards. That is sooo pre-Y2K. This guy is bringing the front yard used car lot game to a whole new level. “djsheijkdfj” on the VWVortex message board spotted this 2005 Ford GT recently and I just had to show it off to the Nutt’s And Bolt’s Blog readers. It is very much out of it’s element, and its beautiful red paint, gigantic brakes, and supercharged engine need a happy new leaf-free home. Is it ok to sell this car this way? You decide.
Has anybody else seen any strange methods of selling exotic / rare cars?