1990 Nissan 300ZX 2+2 - Black 2 door post sedan.
| The 300ZX is the closest to exotic thing I have owned. It is a
lowly Nissan, but at that time the Japanese sporty cars like the 300ZX,
Supra, and RX7 were all creeping close to the $40,000 mark and becoming
unaffordable exotics. These three were the last on a era and even
the new 350ZX is a much cheaper car.
You could tell the first time you sat in it. You felt like you were in a jet fighter cockpit and not a car. The console and doors sort of wrapped up around you and the fabric material on the lower surfaces we not something I would have picked but somehow crafted the feeling that you were in something special. And the car was very low and styled in a unique way that was very appealing. So appealing in fact that more than a few time girls walking near the car had asked me for a ride. The nerve! My 2+2 had a 5 speed and the non-turbo 3 liter. Of course no stock 2+2 had the twin turbos. But the 225 horse six moved this fairly light car pretty well. And to my surprise I loved the handling. I did not think I cared about such things being the straight line drag motor head I was. But man, was it fun to hit the on and off ramps at speeds I never before dreamed possible. Was I a tweed capped sports car fanatic? No but I could appreciate the fun they were having while I was out worrying about high horsepower V8s. I also discovered T-Tops. I did not take them out very much but the glass roof always gave an airy feeling that made the time in the car more pleasant. I later would use them quite often in my future Fbodys. Now this was Nissan and gave me no trouble but I feared that once the repair bills started, this would become a very expensive car to own. Or was I just bored and ready to move on? I was allowed to keep this car and sell it privately while I bought another car. I am one lucky devil. One of the cars I drove when selecting the ZX was a new LT1 Z28 Camaro (Fbody). It was kind of strange but that test drive still called to me even after a few years had passed by. After three years dealers were no longer getting over sticker so maybe it was time for me to swoop in and form a new relationship with a car with a real motor. That would be a V8 of course. For about a month I combed the Chevy dealer lots. I knew what I wanted but it was hard to find. Black was my color but for some reason I had a fixation with leather seats. I could have ordered the exact car I wanted but that would take too long. I remember my two top choices sitting side by side on the lot. One a black 6 speed with chrome wheels and a cloth interior and the other a silver beauty with the standard wheels and with leather. I was torn. But after much serious thought and deliberation (this frustrated my salesman to no end) I chose the silver one. So long low slung 300ZX, hello silver bullet. |