One day I was bored and decided to drive down this road I'd always wondered where it went. The road turned to dirt and I quickly started hearing banjo music and fearing for my life. Then as I crested the PBR can ridden hill I saw this little red gem sitting on the side of a bank. I remember saying, and I quote," There is no way in hell I am seeing what I think I'm seeing." But sure enough it was a '74 260z with minimal rust. So I passed the idea on to my father who, mind you, is a die hard GM fan (like we've never owned something that did'nt come from the factory with a Lynyrd Skynyrd CD already in it. Just kidding, or am I?) But anywho, I told him about this Datsun out in the middle of the woods and he was acutally really intrigued in it. So I immediately got on every single forum I could find and signed up! I finally nutted up and got out and talked to the guy who's yard it was in and he quoted me $800, so I knew I might actually get this car. Then he pointed me in the direction of a nearby used car lot saying it belonged to them. The guy also quoted me 8 benjies saying that whenever they had parked it a few years earlier it would not start due to a "burnt valve" and then told me that it also came with 5 boxes of spare parts, ranging from new panels to brand new carpets for the entire car and so much more. So after about 2 weeks of my dad saying we would go pay him we finally did. The day afterwards I met the guy at their lot and he followed me to our shop with it on a roll back. (probably the longest and most exciting 10 minutes of my life.) But we got it there and as we were unloading it and I sat in it for the first time I can't even describe the feeling of fitting in a car that has known so much history, It was just an overwhelming sensation of being connected (I'm not sure where that came from but I swear I'm not on acid.) Then over the weekend that followed I purchased a battery and 5 gallons of fuel expecting a PITA weekend to follow to try and get it to start. But! low and behold the actual first try it turned over. Then we sprayed a little sumthin sumthin in the carb and boom! It fired up and actually idled for about 3 seconds before us having to cut it because of it spraying fuel. So we replaced most of the fuel line with some stuff not from the Carter presidency and it ran like a top on about 5 cylinders but meh, I could live with it. THEN, the tear down started. First the interior (Seats; moldy Carpets; moldy) everything was gross and smelled of death. So now as it sits it looks like a sad little forgotten race car attempt but don't get mistaken this thing will live! I have already purchased a s13 rear subframe (for $10!) and have found a guy selling a mostly stock l28eT that really only needs a turbo ECU that I'm gonna try to grab up. Then later on down the road I would REALLY like to JZ swap it but i guess that would only happen if the L28 s**ts out on me. By the way I'm am 16 as of getting the car and am honestly awe struck that I acutally got it but I'm hoping to make it even more beautiful of a car than it already is. If you've made it this far then thank you for reading through a bunch of stuff I wrote when I should've been working on stuff in class. Thanks again! - Grayson