CruxGNZ Posted December 24, 2002 Share Posted December 24, 2002 What no money exchanged hands? Awsome story! !M! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DavyZ Posted December 24, 2002 Share Posted December 24, 2002 ROTFL! Reads like a book--great story! Davy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cody 82 ZXT Posted December 24, 2002 Share Posted December 24, 2002 You missed your calling. Great story! Is it real or just somwthing thought up to entertain us while the inlaws are "in house" Thanks, Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tim240z Posted December 24, 2002 Share Posted December 24, 2002 Good one Larry! I don't doubt the credibility of the story....I've heard of strange things a-foot in the rainy State!! Hey that's a '10' block. Give the guys a few bucks for the car and get rid of the scrap! Tim Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Anonymous Posted December 25, 2002 Share Posted December 25, 2002 LOL It is a true story. Oregon is the Pacific Wonderland. Thanx for the kind comments I have a collection of Datsun stories and the mis adventures that Ocbaar and I encounter for the perfect Datsun Z junker (for free). Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Z-rific Posted December 25, 2002 Share Posted December 25, 2002 Good story TZ. But can I plead for you to throw some spacing in there? Can I get some paragraphs? PPLLLEEAAASSEE. I kept losing my place. Hey, if you and Ocbaar ever find a decent freebie Opel GT, let me know. I've got an idea for my next Hybrid... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mudge Posted December 25, 2002 Share Posted December 25, 2002 Originally posted by Cody 82 ZXT:You missed your calling. Great story! Is it real or just somwthing thought up to entertain us while the inlaws are "in house" Thanks, LoL... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Anonymous Posted December 25, 2002 Share Posted December 25, 2002 Here is another story in the continuing "Ocbaar Chronicals" about the never ending quest tracking down the the perfect old junk Datsun Z car for as litle money as possible: Been trying to pin down a secrative seller of a V8 280 ZX. No doubt that this is the busy time of year for a wannabe dealer of low grade crank supplying all his regular addict customers for the holiday season. Nor it ti an easy task trying to unload a zx taken as a trade-in for a small bag of crystal. Rule number one for the dope dealer: Customers first or they all start snitching on you to their parole officers."One gets pulled over on a routine traffic stop and the next thang,the DA has a 10 page confession naming you as the top source layed out on his desk". My friend Ocbaar was handling the car visitation and inspection arrangements thru various channels of communication. Just like the news reports and the ad sez, "druglord's personal luxery cars for sale" but without the intervention of the government middle men. We were on a mission of a 'pre sale' before all the lawyers,officials and courts got involved and ran the price up. Ocbaar would have had less difficulty with getting ol Saddam to show up voluntarily at a federal correctional facility state side than to have this wannabe drug dealer take time out from the exciting life of the dope trade..Too much snort to sample. We drove about 20 miles to view our quarry setting with other purloined vehicles at the end of a long muddy driveway. The car in question had a bad case of "rust measles" the size of dinner plates from head to toe, that someone years ago tried to prevent by pourig a molassess type substance over the infected spots. Our timing was perfect since it appeared the homeless fellows cleared camp and moved out of the 2+2 ZX body just a few hours earlier. From the looks of the debris left in the spacious "two bedroom" interior, a six month occupancy by several souls was evident. I would have not risked venturing inside without a protective mask or body amour but I needed to find and pull the "modified" hood latch. I noticed some kind of naked mechanical device doing gear snatching chores for the Turbo 350 automatic transmission on what was left of the center console.Budweiser must have been the refreshment of choice next to the empty 30 weight Safeway brand plastic oil bottles and assorted lug wrenches among the empty Bull Durham tobbacco bags. Not lingering long in strange interiors my attention was soon focused on what appeared to be Holley double pumper carburator from a Ford Motocraft donar. Both fuel inlets were without fuel lines. The Motorcraft 4 barrel set upon an aluminum adapter to a 4 bbl SBC General Motors cast iron manifold with two studs missing. The engine block # 3970010 rang up 350 cubic inches without much indication of two or four bolt main. All four spark plug wires were unplugged from the passenger side (plus a whole lot of other things too numerous to mention).There were some rust quality chrome Edelbrock valve covers. Pulled away the cob webs to find the Chevy motor mounts had been welded about 3 inches too far forward on the Nissan motor mount towers. Kind a like the "Leaning Tower of Nissa". A severely gouged stock radiator with 2 small electric fans that were for some reason seperated on both sides of the radiator making one an air puller and the other an air pusher. The passenger side electric fan did duty as an air pusher most likely to ventilate a starter that suffered severe starter solenoid failure from exhaust heat evidenced by the almost wired Ford starter solenoid on the fender well. There was a little water in the radiator or just enough to keep the rust incubating and everything prone to freezing in January thru February.I did not bother checking the hash marks on the cylinder heads looking for the sign of the camel. I also failed to pull out the dip stick for the customary visual since it would be no surpise to find black tar,metal particles and water bubbles. I would be surprised to find mosquito larvae in December though. After some pointed questioning worthy of a prosecuting attorney, it was discovered that there was no discernable point in time past that anyone knew when the car had last ran ( or that it ever ran since the V8 engine transsonfusion). Ocbaar was somehow concerned about gas mileage with the 4 barrel v8 in a discussion with Grandpa. For various reasons some questions don't rate an inquiry especially when the veracity of the respondent is questionable. It was belatedly admitted that it was pulled during the hot weather time of year to this out of the way location to the girlfriend's parent's single wide trailer house they rented (or something like that).I got lost in the duhs and uhs in the epic journey of crossing the frontier at the end of a tow chain dodging marauding deputy sheriffs, city cops not to mention the state boyz. The license tags declared the year 01 was the last time there was any need for open road travel activity upon it's own horse power. The car had the 180 Differential but there was an available spare R200 differential somewhere in the vincinity of the county. The R 180 diff had the bolt in flanges that would also require the R200 half shafts.Ocbaar entertained grandma and grandpa while I inspected. Grandpa's highpoint this past year was finding a jar containing over $100.00 in the trunk of the 76 Volare he bought for $5.50. He described the jar to be of quart size. Value sure has inflated since I was a kid saving money in a fruit jar since I could not get a hundred bucks of spare change in a fruit jar. The story teller confided that there were just a few quarters found in the money jar.That myth of finding more money in a junk car than you paid for it has circulated around Oregon for the last forty years. I imagine variations of the same jar of money myth in a junk car surfaces like clockwork in all of the 50 states and this fortune of luck not only occurs in Oregon.Buy a junk car,there is a fortune in coins in a jar in the trunk for a diligent person to find. Do not leave a piece of debris however inocuous un-turnned, it's there!. Grandpa swore the motor ran good in the Z car but could not remember it ever being started. ... "but, there was a good battery in it before he run it down trying to start it the last few times"."Went thru three solenoids" After my inspection, I asked Ocbaar, "How much is an untested 350 short block worth"? Grandpa and Grandma said their goodbys to Ocbaar like a beloved family friend without acknowledging me.I guess, they did not like me for some reason. Who needs an outhouse. Next time I will just bring along my own personal jar full of pennies. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest zfan Posted December 25, 2002 Share Posted December 25, 2002 Way cool..I to agree you missed your real calling. Mike Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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