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Glad to hear you are alive and with us. Being 100% honest is your first step. Even if your at fault I seriously doubt the insurance company is going to come after you. It will likely be obvious to them you have no money and that is why you have no insurance. There is no gain for them and they won’t get anything from you anyway. If anyone sues you, it will likely be the other driver in civil court. Like OJ was.

^^I had this last night, intermitent though. Mozilla.

PM sent.

Sorry for the crappy cell pics. Screws were from my lawnmower :

I got it today.

http://miami.craigslist.org/brw/ctd/1212837241.html If you think about the price, it really is a good deal. A decent paint job and body work is gonna run 5K. Mint Original Interior is worth 2K. All you have to do then is enjoy the car. With only 41k, you would likely not have to do much of any work to it.

Jumped in it real quick and went back in time to move it before they got there!

lol!

Oh my gosh! Times 2!

At least they were keeping it on the "cutting Edge" in the bedroom!

My Opinion, is write as such to apply to ANY car. Good luck.

Ducks foot. Think of your hand as the intake runners going to the head. If there were skin between your fingers (runners) it is webbed. No skin, non-webbed.

Juan, I'm pretty sure I have just the left and right sections.

Very nice, clean work. Is this the first Z w/a Viper motor install? Not sure if I've seen any others?

I owned a ZX back in 96. It was fun, but no T-Tops. I've got my new 5 cyl Turbo ZX w/ T-Tops and love it! It is such fun to drive with the tops off. Amazing the T-Tops made such a difference in how I feel about a car. I'm now going to leave my 73-Z NA and focus w/ fixing up (upgrading) the ZX. It already has disc brakes, bigger fuel lines, turbo, CV axles, R200 LSD should slide right in even with the finned cover. Time will tell.

This should be right up your alley! Not much rust at all http://forums.hybridz.org/showthread.php?t=150045 (This was meant as a joke!)

Swweeeeeeeeeetttttttttt! Looks awesome! Reminds me of Joel's car.

You may need to be a little more specific. I don't recall if they made auto's in the 1970 model year if that is what you are looking for. Good luck.

If I decide to part this car I will have the disc and the Calipers. http://forums.hybridz.org/showthread.php?t=150045

You guys are really getting $125 plus for an oil Pan?

It is buried in my garage! You can come and cut the piece off that you need then. I'll get a pic later to you.

I tried Multiple times, at different times, throughout the day.

Ian, I have a very clean rear shell. I'll sell the whole thing to you for $300.00. You can come by and take a look. I'm about 1 to 1.5 from you. It is the remnants from the wrecked Z in my signature.

I thought this was great! Have an awesome day everyone! ----------------------------------------------------------- One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks..' They really should get lives. He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story...' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved.. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and Dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth. Never underestimate the power of your Actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse.