Certainly the worst money I ever spent. I blame it on karma. You can only buy-sell-buy-sell-buy-sell AE86 for so long before the Showa Gods lose patience with you. In this case they acted on me through a goofball named Whalen. I bought the car for $1000, without giving it a fine look. I simply trusted the guy who sold it to me. I should have been suspicious when he insisted on delivering it to me. It was supposed to be a project, but I thought that would mean LSD’s and carbs, cams, and other basic stuff. I never thought it would mean constructing a whole new body with my two hands.
I saved every bolt and nut, piece of glass and salvageable body panel off of it before throwing the car in the garbage. This is what death looks like, although for a couple months I was in grave denial.
And if you don’t know Japanese, “sabi” means rust. It basically took me out of the kyusha game. Canada kills cars.
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