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1059 has never really 'lived' w/ me
For almost as long as I've had the Nasty Car, she's usually been w/ someone else. Except for a few weeks, back when I first got her, 1059 was with My Little Girl when she was going to school in Durham, NC. After that --- after I drove her back to SoCal . . . she was at John's shop in North Hollywood, while he was re-doing all her body + paint
Since then, well . . . she's been with my buddy Dave
Dave and I met ~15 years ago, when we were both working at the same place. We'd got to talking about --- what else? . . . cars. Been friends ever since. I think he has sh!t taste in cars, but --- regardless . . .
Anyway, after The X and I 'd sold our place, I was in a wee-bit of a pinch as to where to keep 1059
Dave came through
He and I 'd both always talked about making a living doing something with cars. But Dave actually did it --- building/running a small business out of an office in El Toro. Turns out, Dave found room for my car --- at his work place . . . and so --- for the last 5 years . . . 1059 has quietly resided in a tidy little carpeted/air-conditioned/security building in a kinda-posh South County business park
Have I ever said how lucky I am?
Oh, yeah-yeah --- one more thing . . .
. . . all this time ---1059's stayed at Dave's . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . fo' FREE
Now, the Nasty Car 's always registered/insured/gassed-up/serviced/etc --- w/ the key in the ignition . . . ready anytime. And Dave knows how she starts + how to drive 'er, so . . .
. . . not all her miles are mine
Some rent, huh?
I have every other Friday off, and so, I usually manage to drive down to South County, visit my Mom, hang-out w/ Dave . . . and take 1059 out --- for lunch, or some errand, or . . . . just because
I mean, really --- is there a bad reason to drive an Early 911?
Now, I don't run the Nasty Car very hard --- but I do make an effort to run her 'clean' . . . and by that I mean any drive includes getting the temps up, giving the brakes a good coupla shoves from speed (from >70 MpH), no super-long periods of idling, and always-always-always a lotta good/decent revs (>3k, usually) --- even if we're only ding-donging around in city traffic. And the way I can tell that this routine is the right one? --- is by the way she starts
Pull up the hand-throttle
Key the fuel pump
Wait for the 'gurgle'
Key the starter
Two turns = BAM! --- motor lights --- quickly push down the hand-throttle, etc, etc, etc
And I can always tell when someone else --- Dave --- has driven the Nasty Car. 'Cause she'll fidget/fuss a bit, when I start her up
No Big
Better that he takes it too easy than too-anything else
And Dave did take her to the Phoenix Show for me, so . . .
. . . my turn. To tune her up. So, I picked her up, and, instead of driving up through the hills, like usual --- we went down to The Coast. Beautiful weather, too --- kinda hot, even . . . high 80s-to-low 90s? Work Day = Less Traffic . . . sorta
Ended up at the Newport Beach Back Bay. Been a few years
Anyway. The lease on Dave's space is up in October. Rent 's jackin' up, like, 20%, so . . . he's not gonna renew
1) Things started-off nice enough, traffic-wise --- this is Dana Point . . .
2) . . . but that never lasts --- especially in SoCal. Pacific Coast Highway, South Laguna heading North
3) Look-look! --- it's a Carrera! Whoa-whoa --- wait, wait . . . nope. False alarm. 'At's an armored car full o' money ;)
4) Hey, Cuz! PCH, Corona del Mar/Newport Beach
5) Ever notice how dusty roads make any car look better? . . . even one that hasn't been washed in months. NB Back Bay