when im asleep at night driving a car i know i will never have its is your white tt man!!!! it is just perfect like seriously everything i could ask for in a dream carnghtrain88 wrote:ehh, it's OKAY
AMEN i dont think you could have set it anyyyy clearerr see we all just love our z no matter what trim package (turbo, NA, 2+2) although mine is a TT out of the box hahA Paratrooper's 300zx wrote:hey jerry, i feel you completely on that one... my father just passed away from a stroke on 20 october 2007 and i just realized after reading your post that my dad never got to ride in my Z either. he had always loved sports cars ever since he bought his first 1967 Triumph TR4 in 1967. since then, he has had many little sports cars which included his most recent 2004 Toyota MR2 Spyder. i have inherited that Spyder and will continue to enjoy it along with my Z. i would have loved to take him up and down the canyons of utah in my little Z, but every time i drive that Z from now on... he will be riding with me. the death of a loved one is such a pain in the A$$ huh? thanks man and ill continue to enjoy the passion we call the Z32.nsrZ32 wrote:My Dad had cancer and my focus turned away from the Z. He was my best buddy and we were so close. He passed away from cancer August 21st 2004 and I was devistated. He never knew much about cars, but he supported what made me happy. Over the years he would come sit outside and watch me work on it or come to car shows and hang out, he just loved seeing me happy. He supported my car addiction 100% and contributed in any and all ways that he could. I had talked all through the build about the monster the car was going to be and all the things along the way. He was anxious to ride it in when it was finished. Then it hit me. He had never ridden in my Z. I never got a chance to share my passion with him. Here is my Dad with my Z.
He was my inspiration as he taught me to never settle, never to give up, and to achieve your goals. I loved him dearly and I was going to do just that. The Z wasn't going to sit and never get finished.