so, there was this supercar meeting somewhat close to my hometown, and by chance a good friend of mine happens to know the guy who invited for that meeting, so i ended up tagging along, expecting to see a few Porsches and that’s it.
Well, that was somewhat true, there were indeed a few Porsches. And a few other cars…
I made a thread anyway. I’ll do some crossposting here though! This is gonna be a deep dive.
I love the taillight - looks like an FD RX-7
In the Monza WEC race, they did show a shot from the Glickenhaus SGC-007 from above, and iirc, Graham (Goodwin, of dailysportscars.com fame) or Martin Haven mentioned that it looks like a Lola T70 from that angle, and i guess this is why i am somehow liking it, the more and more i see it in action, it harks back to the shapes we never saw in action, and only have known from high-budget/effort beauty shots, or videogames (both of which do not reflect the reality of standing at the trackside and watching the thing go by in anger).
someone really likes the looks of a lola, spending the money to get a modern day take on it?
Always good to see that happen! 
Oh shit… I didn’t knew about the 2019 Clio V model.
I imagine you mean that one because the difference between the Clio IV pre and post facelift are just some lights on the bumper?
Can’t even say if I saw any of the V. They look awfully similar at first glance, but it is possible.
But you’re right… dun like.
More aggressive lines because cars need to compensate for our absolute panic over a society based on intimidation or some bullshit.
Want that? Get a lambo D= or dream about it.
BTW, nice lambos up there, saw a green one around the city the other day.
Got a photo but it was night and it got blurry.
What in pity sake is an Audi doing there D=?
Nice Lotus.
But those tail lights remember me too much of Porsche’s new backlight design (not liked here)… and a couple of Audis as well? Probably also a BMW.
But definitely new Seat Leon.
By the gods and demons I absolutely hate how that car looks.
Dunno why, plenty of people say “it’s not so bad, I would drive that”.
But I can’t stand it for anything in life… gives me the creeps.
Audi?
… ah, the Audi was a RS-model, with that inline 5 engine Audi does so well… expensive though. Look it up! Preposterous…
in any case, yeah, fully agree:
The new seats are… well… new! The cupra-versions… are… sold as well, huh.
Obv i am kinda unimpressed, but then i am biased, allez le bleu ~~~
Regarding that aggressive face thing, idk, I think it is probably the same thing with the SUVs where we are told that everyone loves them, but i have not met anyone who really has praised their virtues or is loving driving one, so… idk, i am maybe too yuropean, or my friends not able to afford fancy cars.
But.
Wait.
Is the e-ampera a.k.a Bolt EV an SUV or an MPV?
Because my brother has bought that recently and seems happy with that.
Damn. Might have to splurge on this shirt. All hail the mighty Suzuki Escudo Pikes Peak monster!
ooofffffff, hits my weak spot for massivé damagé:
https://importbible.com/shop/shirt/series-14/gassed-up-shirt
RR4 anime Reiko is an atrocity tho, so mmv a lot in that Shop, I say!
… I bought the escudo shirt
Wish it didn’t have the import bible logo on the front though
A Sharpie and/or electrical tape! At least it’s not as obscenely large as they sometimes like to make their logo.
Thinking about getting this shirt.
Dear Diary,
I admit I am tired of my Miata, it’s fiddly fuel delivery map and turbo wastegate and A/C idle adjustments, its overly harsh custom-assembled Bilstein coilovers with shortened bumpstops, its fine overpriced 5-spd wood teardrop Nardi shift knob with brass shift bushings nope that is still good still lovin that, its creaky hardtop, its heavy clutch, etc. etc. I got it, my second time owning an NA, after deciding the s2000 I had before it was “too serious and harsh”. Welp.
I still have it but I been mentally preparing to sell it. In the meantime I’ve wanted to get something to just drive around. I only drive on anything vaguely resembling a fun road maybe twice a year and they are all like 90mins away.
I almost bought a 90s Camry V6 Wagon with the stowaway mini 3rd row seat & broken A/C, but when I got there the mechanic guy who helped list it was like “lol, i just took it for a test drive and it overheated so I checked and it has no coolant, let me see if the owner will pay for a new radiator”. Me: “uhh”. He said he would get back to me, he drove an imported RHD 4Runner. He never got back to me and sold it to someone else for $1900. I regret it.
As previously mentioned, I have been and still am looking at supercharged AWD Previa vans. They’re all like, located 2500 miles away and have 300k-mi on them, etc. I almost bid on a suspiciously-nice looking one in Idaho at one of the big salvage auctioneers that supposedly “runs and drives”. I woke up at like 4am and kept refreshing the page in bed. But couldn’t pull the trigger after weighing the various horror stories online, the price-trippleing auction/proxy-agent fees, wife disdain, general uncertainty. It had 100k miles, looked perfect, and sold for $950. I hope someone got a sweet beanmobile deal there.
But mostly I been looking for a first-gen 86-90 Acura Legend Coupe. Daddy can’t afford a nice 4th-gen Cosmo, and there are only so many ways to get your JPN Golden Era executive coupe needs met. So I been peeping. Oddly enough on the second day I was looking I noticed a very nice Gold, 50k-mi example for ~$5k on OfferUp in SoCal. “There are probably better deals than this, I do not yet have the knowledge required to say.” There aren’t. Anywho, there’s some nicer ones that sit because people are trying to ride the wave of a couple high-price Bring A Trailer auctions, but finally about two weeks ago now, I notice a listing on Autotrader, of all places, from a dealer in Appleton, WI.
And so, gruff Mr. LeRoy and I have a telephone chat and agree the next day that I will fly out the then following day, in the middle of the Delta wave, to pick it up. 10 packs of N95s are about $18 at Home Depot, fyi.
After waking up at 3:30am, I arrive at Car City before noon. After pleasantries are exchanged we proceed to test drive the car and its battery is dead. LeRoy can’t walk very good, so he has decided to wheel around his dealership on one of those hoverboard things with the little knee-grips. He wheelies back to the building and returns a short time later with a portable jump starter. “This is a new battery someone must have left a light on.” This turns out to be true. I have to put the dealer plates on the car because LeRoy can’t bend down, etc. The car seems fine, it pulls to the right a little. They adjust the tire pressures and it helps. I give LeRoy the money. “About half an hour after we talked on the phone another guy from Houston calls to buy it, what are the odds?!” He repeats this four or five times throughout our meeting.
Good bye Mr. LeRoy. My pa-pa’s name is also Leroy. And so, after snacking-up at Aldi a few blocks down the street, and filling up the tank, we head home.
First day’s leg is Appleton, WI to Springfield, IL.
After the night’s rest, quick check out of Abraham Lincoln’s house downtown. Ok, that’ll do. Off to Jacksonville, AR.
St. Louis seems…kinda nice from the freeway? Am I way off base here? Maybe need to follow up on this one day. Get some rest at the motel, and then Jacksonville, AR to Houston the next day.
First stop is a 15-min walk up and down the street in Hot Springs, AR. How the mighty hot bathing capital of the continent has fallen, the only public modern-construction tubs maxing out at 103 degF, etc. Anyway they got a free spring water dispenser right there on the street and it comes out real hot so I used it to brew some Shincha. Not bad.
Stop to get gas a couple times, one is in a place with an oddly pronounced fart smell. Must suck to live there. Get a drive-through fried-fish platter for $5, very satisfying. I am back in outer Houston, rolling but not stopped in traffic and the fart smell comes back, real strong, and my engine temp is rising and the Battery Light is on and my A/C stops working. Welp. I mean. At least it didn’t happen in Illinois or whatever. “I will make it home, fuck it” I say, and I turn up the heater full-blast. I make it back home and upset my wife by ignoring her to figure out what is wrong. I keep taking real big deep wiffs of the engine bay and notice it is coming from the battery and the battery is very hot and apparently everyone knows that rotten egg smell = bad battery and you shouldn’t ever breathe the fumes…ok. I take the battery out and let it off-gas in the carport overnight.
I get the battery replaced the next day for free by asking the Interstate battery man. Battery light still on. Also it is pulling to the right harder now, after the trip, and wobbling the steering wheel. I go back home to pull out the tools to swap out the alternator and notice that either while I was gone, or the day before when I was focused on other stuff, someone stole all of my car tool stuff out of our carport/garage area where I had foolishly kept them in a couple visibile-from-the-street plastic bins for a couple years. Welp. Take it to a shop down the street the next day to get the alternator looked at and swapped, and make sure there’s nothing wrong with the suspension components. Have to bring the guy an alternator from Autozone because his parts guy says that the rebuilt ones he gets ‘have a 60% failure rate’…suspension parts look good just rec. an alignment and a new tire after they spotted it delaminating, that’s fun, which I end up getting elsewhere a few days later to solve that issue. Battery light off afterward and everything seems fine.
That night after cruising down to AutoZone to turn in the old alternator for the core refund, battery light comes back. Big oof. “It lasted a couple hundred miles before destroying shit last time, so I guess I am good for a little bit.” Get home fine, even stop off for a USA Slush Float at Sonic, no big deal. Next morning, now like 5 or 6 days since the flight, so my wife and I go to the nearby park to get walk-up Covid tested. On the way back home the clock display starts fading and the car dies right in front of the museum, heavy traffic. No clicks or anything when trying to restart, full dead. I make my wife swap over and steer while I start trying to push, there is a parking lot like immediately across the next lane over to the right. A guy in a van pulls up and asks if I need help, “I can get it I think,” I franticly yell. He ends up parking in the lot and getting out to help push. A true angel. We get to the miniscule little ramp bump into the lot and we are pushing as hard as we effin can and we can’t get it over. One dude waiting at the bus stop across the street notices and runs across traffic to start helping and we are all pushing as hard as we can and still can’t quite get it and then another guy appears and starts helping and we get it up into the lot. “This is a heavy car,” says the fourth guy. He was right. The guys disperse after asking questions and offering advice and I thank them all profusely. We get an Uber home, which is like half a mile away thankfully, but fuck it at this point, return with the Corolla and jump and manage to drive the Legend home. I go to bed early this day.
The next day I take a trip to Lowe’s to pickup a 66-piece Craftsman Mechanic’s Tool Set to remove the airbox and battery assemblies to check the major electrical ground-point located underneath, corrosion of which apparently is a problem issue on these cars. It is slightly rusty but seems fine. So I begin removing covers to take the alternator back out and have it tested, remembering that 60% failure rate, etc. I also ordered a lithium jump-starter/air-compressor on Amazon, “I will never need this,” I previously said to myself while browsing every couple months. Welp:
There’s your problem, pal. You ain’t go no belt on that there spinny part. Call it a day and take it back to the shop the next morning, explain/complain. You can see the shredded belt wedged down in there. Anyway, they end up replacing it for free but lo and behold the A/C belt is also chewed up and I relent and pay them for that.
Anyways after ~$1k unexpected costs, it seems like the old girl is in good working shape now. This 1990 Acura Legend L Coupe has 88k-mi and it is Brown. Powered memory seats, seatbelt presenters, auto-reverse track-skip cassette deck with graphic EQ, gauge-cluster audio control, moon roof, back seats, what more could a feller want? (the digital climate control, wood trim, and diagnostic system computer dash display of the top of the line LS models?) A single cupholder? Sorry, asshole, not gonna happen.
Well, thanks for reading my automobile diary, I will see you next time.
this is doing wonders for the life I wonder if I should’ve had every time I see a link to bring a trailer, thank you
“I hope this doesn’t awaken something in me…”
→
“Oh no, I’m actually going to buy an RX-7”
Car, Post and Story truly are all:
A Legend.
Welcome to the V6 yachtsman cruiser club btw! 
Now THAT is some lovely BROWN you got there!
The guy who sold me my 3 seemed amused that I was so insistent on a tan interior but I think it’s time to bring it back after two decades of black plastic. If I wanted that I’d drive a GT 86
