Datsun love. You really are my sweetheart, Tim. That must have made some people scratch their heads!
How about a 1985 Chevette, blown 4 popper, replaced with 7MGTE, R154 and lotus axle from a Corolla. Hood wouldn't shut. Slammed it until it bent shut. High School was awesome for cars.
Not really a hotroding story, but worth telling;
My friend and I would ride his rig every day to school; 1967 Plymouth Sport Fury, white on metallic light blue vinyl top and matching interior. Gorgeous car, all original paint, shiney, smelled unmistakably like original Chrysler product inside. Still has it.
One day, the 318 blows a head gasket. We put it in the garage awaiting work and pull out the "loaner" from his dad's yard. **** brown 1973 Plymouth duster, (rootbeer would suffice, if it didn't look like the rocky mountains, thanks to the drunk teen-ager he got the car from on the pass side... we would tell people our dream was to drive it through a giant butt) anywho... we decided to drive that rig (and jump it a few times) until the Fury was back up.
It was fun, with the 7 1/4 sure grip, do donuts in the dirt parking lot, etc. So, we're at tech school every morning, cops show up at our normal high school and hand a ticket to a friend, turned jerk over the years who would talk ish about our cars. He drove a burgundy Chevelle. Brown Duster... Burgundy Chevelle... cops didn't know any better.
