Project car

A boy and his car
It is a thing of beauty
Hopefully it runs

My son got his first project car, a 1990 Plymouth Laser, in 2009. It was three years older than he was at the time.

Over the next couple of years, he installed a new transmission, and an after-market body kit and a new paint job blinged it up.

He could never quite get the idle right though, and became disillusioned with it. He sold it this past May. With the money from that sale, he bought a 1997 Infiniti Q45. His sister teases him about his Old Man Car. He thinks it’s awesome.

He got gold-tone Junction Produce emblems for the grill and Nissan badges for the trunk (all the way from Japan), replaced the radiator (after overheating twice on the drive home from Alabama), and added a new steering rack.

He and his friends are in the process of upgrading the suspension with new coilovers. He wants to drop the chassis to about four inches from the road.

It’s a tuner thing, I’m told.

Once the new shocks are in, then he can finally give the Q its first real road test. Please, let it work! Please, let it drive great and let him be so excited about it, he won’t even think of another project car for many, many more years.

I’d like my driveway back. It’s starting to look like a car lot.

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12 thoughts on “Project car

  1. I totally get this, as you can imagine. And he put a new transmission into his other car??? YIKES. J just got rid of his second car, “only” two months after he bought #3. I never wanted to be “that family”, with a driveway full of cars…ugh. 🙂

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  2. My brother never was in to cars, but he took everything else apart… that was working.. like the telephone and my mom’s hairdryer. He wanted to see how they worked, but never could get them put back together again. Mom found out years and years later that my brother would come up to her and said, “This doesn’t work, can I take it apart?” The reason it wasn’t working??? Because he had smashed it on the ground. Lol

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    1. That is hilarious! My son wasn’t interested in taking other things apart, but he can talk cars with anyone. My step-dad calls him for automotive advice. It’s nice having an in-house mechanic.

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  3. I, too, hope it runs … if only to encourage the boy in his avocation. The world will always need tinkerers – people willing to preserve things and take things apart and put them back together better than they started out. Yeah. Sons like that are precious. A pain in the ass, at times, but precious, nonetheless.

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