First off, let me introduce myself. I am a junior mechanical engineering student at the University of Arizona. When I'm not working hard to achieve mediocre grades, I'm either working on our Baja SAE (god bless having welders available) car or one of my many (too many, if you ask my mother) personal car projects. I wanted to document my work to turn my Miata into a possibly functional track car mostly because I love reading other people's build threads (well, the good ones ) and some small (incorrect) part of me thought my struggles with basic things might provide some entertainment for other people. Also apologies for the lack of older pictures, they've all already been deleted by now.
Background:
At the tender age of 15, I was inspired. Wrongly inspired and definitely delusional but inspired nonetheless. I discovered that there was a golden age of simple old British sports cars that all true car enthusiast pine for so I had to have one. But it gets better. As these cars were small and light and had all the safety features of a push stroller, I was convinced that if I could just install a modest modern engine and driveline (a Miata would do), I would immediately have a car that was FAST. Well this scheme was shot down by smarter people before it ever got off the ground. Unfortunately not before I ended up with an ill advisedly purchased 1976 MG Midget from Craigslist without an engine or a transmission or really anything useful attached to it at all. A shell.
When smarter people interceded and convinced me that 15 year old Laurence couldn't swap a Miata drivetrain into this, the Craiglist searches turned towards a search for a British Leyland A-series engine and transmission. Eventually one was found, attached to a 77 Triumph Spitfire. The owner wanted to LS1 swap it, perhaps he had suicidal tendencies? Well he was going to remove the drivetrain and deliver it to us. Perhaps after deciding that he was not ready to die as a result of snap oversteer from jacking, he elected to give me the whole car for the previously agreed upon $500. And then there were two.
At this point, you're probably asking where the Miata is and/or how irresponsible my parents are. Well I'm asking you why on earth you're still reading this, I certainly wouldn't be!
Having determined that it was really quite silly to detach a perfectly working engine and transmission from a functional car to put it in a barren shell, the MG was promptly sold to a gentleman who was going to swap a 4A-GE into it. I'm told this actually happened but have seen no first hand evidence as of now. After driving the Spitfire about 500 miles, discovering I hate carbs, distributors are amazing but I can't work on them at all, and in general that old British car ownership was not all it was cracked up to be, I made the same choice consumers did in the 1970s and 80s. I needed something reliable and probably Japanese. Despite it's shortcomings, the Spitfire was a remarkably fun car though. So the Craigslist searches turned to Miatas. Eventually, the Spitfire too would be sold.