Look! No booster. It’s really easy… I don’t know why I didn’t do it sooner. Although, I still have no idea how it actually feels. I guess I’ll add more details later on. Total cost so far though… 0$. Although I’ll pick up some studs and press them into the plate rather than using a nut and bolt. Everything else… including some 1/4″ aluminum plate was just lying around the garage.
But I say, “a new feeling” because recently, I am torn everyday about where to take my car. All of a sudden I feel very old, and my car feels even older. A pure race car fills a few desires, but I think a retro street machine fulfills many more. I’m actually toying with a pretty severe detune (to a spec that is actually meaningful to something) and restoration. And then I toy with leaving it all as is (basically my street spec from 1999-2005) and cleaning it up a bunch to preserve my memories of an awesome past. Doing that however puts me in limbo between a proper restoration and a real race car… and I think that I might as well gut it, forget about making it pretty, and spend my energy trying to go faster.
But then I take my wife’s NCP12 to the grocery store, and remember again that gutless, under tired and streetable cars are SOOOOOO much fun. It’s a vicious cycle. So maybe I’ll just put the aluminum plate and a bag of hardware in the closet, and put that bulbous ugly black thing back on my firewall.
Maybe I actually will buy an FT-86 some day.
Hey, much nicer than my booster delete.
You do realize there is cake, and it can owned as well as consumed. Restore the car while improving it’s speed. Replace old worn parts with upgraded newer versions. It’s really both.
Whilst the coincidence scares me, its nice to know somebody else has the same constant mental dilemmas about where to head with their car(s) and concerns over taking that one little step that then prevents a return if you change your mind or feel you want/need something else…
Look forward to reading your update when you find the answer to the question 🙂
Don Draper once said that his life only moves in one direction: Forward.
I tried telling myself this at one point and basically ended up being unconvinced that ‘forward’ is what it’s all cracked up to be.
The temptation of sacrificing it all and going all out towards a single minded pursuit of something is strong – so strong in fact that there isn’t a day with my current beloved that I don’t think about taking it to the next level.
Truth is however, I probably regard it with fear more than hopeful optimism.
Would I be up for it? Would I fulfill my end of the bargain? Would I be able to take her to the limits of her potential? Or would I just fall short? I know that given work, she can take me all the way, but would I be able to take her?
I then think about the time we spend on weekends and weeknights, and realize that it could be made to mean so much more given more intensity.
Why have one when you can have two for twice the price?? 😉
Build one for racing, one for styling on people who might care. I’m doing it.