Hi everyone-
Long time lurker, first time poster.
In the late 1970's, my mom was working as a nurse in Fresno, California. One of her fellow nursing friends had recently moved across the country to Virginia, and owned a blue Datsun 280Z. When my mom took a trip to visit, they spent the weekend driving around in that 280 and my mom decided that she would love to have one some day.
At the time, she was driving a 1965 Impala 396 BB with Glasspacks (go mom!). On April 1, 1978, well after returning from her Virginia visit, she left work to find her Impala missing from the parking lot.
“Very funny guys, where is my car?”
Assuming it was an April fools joke, she asked everyone she knew at the hospital. They all denied knowing anything, so she contacted the police.
They found the Impala, stripped and burned in a field outside of town.
Now in need of a car, she asked her dad to contact a family friend that owned a car lot. She wanted a blue 280Z, but it had to be an automatic as she didn’t drive a manual. He came through with a 1976 automatic, light blue metallic, 280Z.
She loved the car and drove it all over California for almost 10 years. By then she had gotten married and my brother and I had been born; the family needed a more practical car. The Datsun was relegated to sunny-day occasional use and was driven less and less each year. Then in 2007, my brother and I decided to fix its leaky head-gasket over Christmas break. We disassembled it to the point of not being drivable, but didn’t even get the head removed. Always meaning to get back to it on our next visit home, it sat immobile in my parent’s garage in California for the next 10 years.
The car was always meant to go to my younger brother; he always had a special love for the car. As a young kid, my mom would strap him into his booster seat, wearing his yellow plastic toy racing helmet and take him for rides. In 2012, my brother crashed a dirt bike, broke his neck, and became a C-6 quadriplegic. Unfortunately, he can’t really do much with the car now.
I have my own history with cars and racing, starting with KT100 kart racing in high school -> One Lap in a 1989 Alfa Milano for 4 years in college -> 125cc TAG kart racing after college -> C5 Z06 NASA TT. I burned out in 2015 and sold everything.
It wasn’t long before I started missing the car life and began to look for a project to get back in; I enjoy working on cars as much as driving them. Then I did the 2017 One Lap with my dad and brother. I was raring to go. While it had been in the back of my mind for awhile, I decided that it was time for Mom’s 280 to return to glory.
The main problems were:
- It was in California and I am in Texas.
- I have 2 kids, age 2, and 4 months, leaving little time to work on cars.
- I live in a townhouse in the middle of Houston with no extra parking- nowhere to work on it.
#1 was relatively simple, although an annoyance. Shipping a non-running car is never that great.
#2 could be worked with thanks to my lovely wife and mother-in-law volunteering to babysit 1 night a week.
That left workspace as the biggest problem.
One of my best friends, Nik, is also a major car guy. He did One Lap with me in college in the Alfa, so we go pretty far back. He recently completed a beautiful 2,500 s.f. workshop on his property in Spring, TX to house his own substantial car obsession. One night in the fall of 2017, I was telling him I’d love to get started on the Datsun, but I couldn’t find a reasonably priced shop space in which to do it.
“No problem, I got room. You can do it in my shop.”
“!!!!!”
I feel like I don’t have to tell this particular audience what an amazing offer this was.
After confirming multiple times that it wasn’t just the bourbon talking, I lined up a shipment through Uship. My parents were glad to reclaim some garage space. The transport was pretty smooth and the car arrived recently in Spring.
The hotshot trucker, David, told me he pretty much just drives back and forth between Texas and California. In fact, he lamented that I had to go through Uship to find him. I paid about $1,200, but he only received $800. Uship took a cut, then he was contracted through another broker that operates on Uship, who took their cut as well. Now that I have his number, he says to call anytime and he’ll set me up with people he knows around the country for $50. I guess I’ll save $350 on my next shipment- and if anyone is looking for shipping, I know a guy!
Nik arrived on his lunch break to help me push the car into the driveway and into the shop. There is some terrible combination right now that makes the car very hard to push, but the brakes don’t work well at all so it’s also somehow dangerously hard to stop.
We moved some cars around in the shop to get the Datsun inside. It will live inside for the duration.
The Datsun has some interesting stablemates: a flooded Saab 9-2X Aero and a turbocharged Lotus Elise, both with long stories of their own.
Nik and I have agreed that our first task will be to get the shop into a more work-friendly state of organization.
Mom’s 280Z project will be long and arduous due to scope and lack of talent. I’m hoping to fumble my way through a 600hp VK56DE mated to a 370Z 6-spd manual, along with a full strip and restoration of the rest of the car. I debated even laying these particular details out, as I know how Page 1 plans like this have a tendency to rarely be fulfilled. Nevertheless, I’ve chosen to document and share via GRM specifically because of the depth and wealth of knowledge present, along with the open-mindedness of the community. I am sure I will need help.
I hope you’ll follow along with me. Thanks for reading!
damen