So I want to sell my car. Those who have seen it understand what this car is like and the reason for selling is because I get bored of cars quickly.
Here is my spiel; The car is a very stock R32 GTS-T. It comes with only 52*** kms on the RB20DET. The engine is connected to a 5 speed transmission which drives the rear wheels. While sitting on the right side you will enjoy JBL speakers all around, aftermarket deck, and the privacy of tinted windows. You will use the aftermarket pedals to relay the commands you desire.
The far left, clutch pedal, grabs strong and slips not even a bit. The OEM brakes with aftermarket pads stop this car beautifully after the recent brake bleed using DOT4 Prestone. The Gas pedal is smooth with a very responsive turbo which sends a very subtle note through the aftermarket, e-test passing, exhaust during acceleration.
These commands will be felt through recently replaced FUCA’s, Cusco Coilovers, and OEM R32 GTR rims wrapped in BARELY used Goodyear Eagle GT tires. This creates a firm feeling and goes great with a completely rust free chassis/body/EVERYTHING!!! The car isn’t perfect it has some scuffs, shipping damage, the speedo cable broke just before storing it, already have an OEM replacement just waiting for nicer weather to install it. The car is a 1991 don’t expect a perfect amazing brand new car. The car runs amazing, is rust free and is unique.
As I am in the car driving my GTS-T I notice the surroundings begin to fade, the calm cool breeze that once was now begins to rage with fury as the sound of my inline 6 screams in comfortability. I look over to my left and realize I am alone in complete solitude. It now began to dawn upon me as I realized… I have a fucking fast car. In true delight i grinned anxiously releasing the clutch preparing the drive train for the final climax. I shifted to 5 and with ease the she moaned hard releasing her pressure out of her valve. I concurred in satisfaction she had done it, she successfully released her load into our environment without a care for fuck. I gently eased upon the throttle… and before I knew it she had taken refuge at the 1000 rpm mark soundly humming but eager to go again for the whole 5 yards.
I do not know why I wrote this or even why I thought of it in the first place but I had a good laugh in the process.
Damn this car now shines! I put the interior stuff back in since I proved this car has no rust what so ever. Cleaned up the car and this is the final result!
VERY open to trades, would prefer trades. This car must go…for September
