Back to the topic at hand. This is my 1995 Nissan 240sx se. I have owned it for over 10 years. It is my baby. Although i have been neglecting my baby the past few years that is due to my life situations that i have freed myself from. In the beginning I financed the car and used a insurance check from my totaled Honda crx to buy a used sr20det motor from Japan.
I drove the car around on the stock motor while collecting parts for the sr20. When the old ka24 finally kicked, which happened to be getting off of i4 onto international drive in Orlando, I towed the car to my friend Buddy's Grandpa's airplane hanger and learned how to swap my first engine. Three months, and a maxed credit card, later she was road worthy. It took several months to iron the kinks out but it wasn't long before I was tearing up the streets with her. My main focus was drifting. We spent a lot of time hanging out at my friend Zack's and tinkering with various cars. Saturday nights we would hit up strategic parking lots in ocala to bull shit with other street racers and organize where the racing, drifting, or chilling spot would be for the night. This continued on for many years with a smattering of autocross, drift events, car shows, and more street racing thrown in. All good things come to an end as they say. Of course life takes over for most people at some point and you reside yourself to the fact that you will never be able to do the things you love anymore and that's just the way it is. F@$# that! I'm being selfish and living my life the way I want to. So my son Austin and I went down to Orlando to watch a pro/am drifting practice, mainly to see if the scene was still kicking.
So now between my car enthusiast friend Jesse (pictured below), and my soon to have his learners permit son Austin (shown in the video), and my ridiculously supportive and wonderful girlfriend Amber, I am hell bent on getting my baby running again and doing some more stupid shit with her like I used to
do. So far we have pulled the motor.
Stripped the interior.
and started fixing all the shit wrong with her from years of very very hard daily driving and street racing. Now we are going to rebuild her better than before and twice as sassy. That's right is said sassy. At the moment my vision for the S14 is a barely street-able track prepped drifter. Follow us on this journey into tire-smoking, money sucking, overgrown man-child madness.
