my s2000 so far
Originally Posted by dv55xc' timestamp='1335113007' post='21631982
Dodger fan ehhh? Where r you from? And where did you pick up the car?!
I stay near Pomona now, moved here for school and ended up staying longer than planned. I'll definitely be going to some local meets when the car is completed. Aside from the carbon fiber hood and trunk spoiler, my car will be pretty mild. It's always fun to see highly modified examples of what my car can become should I decide to do my normal thing and modify balls to the wall. My most recent project though, the Mazdaspeed 3, has been a pretty big pain in the ass. It's such a limited run vehicle that us early guys ended up being test dummies for alot of parts, finally finding which combinations work best is fun, but gets expensive and tedious after a while. If you look at my ownership history in my sig, you can see that's sort of been my thing, pushing boundaries on cars not frequently modified. I was probably one of the first 10 people in the country to do a turbo II swap into a first gen rx7, maybe the first to do it into the 1979 SA chassis. Same goes for the first gen Neon turbo kit, nowadays everyone just swaps in the srt4 2.4liter monster of an engine, back in 1999 when I turbo'd my first get twin cam, I was probably the only boosted neon with the famous "big mouth" body kit (that's when body kits were still cool kids, gotta trust me on that one). Same thing can be said for the srt-6, I was the first person to have a custom tune done on that car, the ecu on the chrysler version had a lot more tricks up it's sleeve than the mercedes versions did, ended up with a low 12 second car for basically free though, which was a nice perk.
My only commonly tuned car was the 240sx, which also happens to be my favorite of any car that I have owned. It's always easier to modify when thousands of guys have tried and failed before you, having a road map to modify, and knowing literally EXACTLY what ANY part combination will do to your car makes life easier, and really more fun, since you spend less time breaking and blowing stuff up. That's sort of what I am looking to do with the s2k. Business looks pretty bright this summer, it's pretty likely that the s2k will see a fairly drastic transformation by the end of the summer. I don't see myself going turbo anytime soon, but a supercharger kit seems like it would be pretty fun. But that's the kind of stuff I am looking forward to learning at drive's and meets. Dave's bad ass s2000 at Ballade gave me some definite visual ideas, I don't see myself doing overfenders any time soon, but god damnn this car looks sexy with stretched fenders.
The engine will be installed by next week. I'll post pics of the car ghetto rigged with the mismatched front bumper, that should be taken care of in two weeks, then suspension and wheels. Thanks for the comments and reads guys.
I would raise hell with the seller but u can't complain with that price I guess. I see it more of a detour to your enjoyment in driving the S. Can't wait to hear from u when the car is running!
Originally Posted by yihooni' timestamp='1335108568' post='21631848
At first i thought the posts were too long but i enjoyed reading it.
Post some pictures along the way too.
Post some pictures along the way too.
...btw ever think Zanx might be your friend 
Thing is, when it comes to cars that become unexpected problems, it always seems worse than it is on the onset. Yeah, alot of shit happened with this car that I wasn't expecting, and several things continue to happen that maybe I wouldn't have wished for. But the reality is, if I picked up the car, it was cute, stock, safe and reliable, then what? The obvious answer would be to take it up into my favorite set of woods and rape it, literally and figuratively. But I've done that. It wouldn't be faster than my srt-6, it probably wouldn't handle better than my 240sx, it sure as shit wouldn't sound better than a fire breathing 1.3 liter turbo rotary, and it definitely wouldn't fu&k better than my girlfriend, so then, what exactly would I really be getting out of it? Nothing....Just another piece of ass I'd regret the next day.
The truth is, even though most of us won't admit it, the best part of any relationship is the court ship. This is the point in my story where all of my friends (and probably most of you) scream, "WAIT, WHAT'S THIS, I SMELL..... HMMM, HMMM, I KNOW THIS SMELL, IT'S FAMILIAR.........................FAGITRY!!!!!!!!TH IS GUY IS ABOUT TO SPEW SOME GOD DAMNED FAGITTRY!!! COURTSHIP!!!!!!fu#kING COURTSHIP!!!!!! I'VE NEVER RUN TO A FRIEND AND TOLD THEM HOW ME AND THIS GIRL HAD AN AMAZING CONVERSATION ON OUR FIRST DATE FOR THREE HOURS AND I HAD NEVER FELT MORE CONNECTED TO ANYTHING IN MY LIFE......
WHAT I DO, ME, THE BAD MUTHA f@ckA I AM........I RUN TO ONE OF MY FRIENDS HOUSE, AND WITH THE SLYEST OF GRINS, I STICK MY MIDDLE AND RING FINGER UNDER HIS NOSE AND SAY "OHHH YEAHHH, AND TRUST ME, IT FELT EVEN BETTER THAN IT SMELLS!!!"
But bear with me, because that's bullshit, we know it is, we all really KNOW it is. Courthship is the shit. Sex is the greatest thing ever bestowed amongst mankind, see Joe Rogan's story about riding in an f-18, where he spirals off into an insane description of his experience, only to finish the story by yelling "and sex is still wwwaayyyyy better than that!!!"
And it is.
But courtship, real courtship, the kind where for the first time in your life you give a shit about a girl AFTER you f@ck here and ignore that natural instinct to jump out a third story window after you bust a nut, THAT'S where it's at. THAT Meaning a sense of worth, a shared feeling of accomplishment.... It's the greatest feeling on earth.
Before I go all Moulin Rouge on everyone, that's where I'm at in the build. I was SO completely and utterly excited to fire the s2000 up, take it into said favorite spot in the woods (Azusa canyon road, east fork, going towards Mt. Baldy) and rape it, but I'd done that a million times before, to a million different bitches. I've wanted THIS car since I was 19. That was in 2000. Thats 12 years, almost 40% of my life. I am sure it would have been great, I would have lit a cigarette afterwards, cruised back down the mountain, put the car in the garage, laid down in bed......then woken up about four hours into what surely was a wonderful, almost wet dream screaming "WHAT THE f@#k DID I JUST DO?"!! "WHERES THE EXIT??". It would have been meaningless, just millionth trip up that same road that a million other drivers have taken at a million miles an hour in a million different types of cars. I'd feel empty.
Instead, I am taking my time with this things, caressing her, listening to what she has to say, purchasing EVERY last single part to make the moment PERFECT, down to correctly sized washers and screws (but no f@#king condoms, me and my bitch are raw dawgin). Money is NOT an object anymore, I am head over heals in love and I haven't even f@#ked yet (or hit vtec, in car speak).
It is SO GODDAMNED tempting to watch those little digital rectangles climb past 5500 rpm and have my senses melt away to the sound of that glorious second cam. But then i'd catch a reflection of my car in one of those reflective office windows once I got down the mountain and notice the rear bumper is being held on by zip ties, the tail lights are bouncing up and down because they are being held on by one screw, my left single light won't be frantically flickering because that fuse is blown, her face has terrible will have terrible acne (the bumper still doesn't match the color of the car), it doesn't have side mirrors, it has pathetic ap1 STOCK WHEELS THAT THE PREVIOUS OWNER FELT THE NEED TO CHROME!!!!!!!!!! IT WOULD BE THE EQUIVALENT OF FUCCKING THAT 300 POUND MOOSE YOU FOUND AT THE BAR AT 3 IN THE MORNING when all other viable options ran out, the only option being "bar keep, of course I'll have another".
Long story short, it would be wrong, and I'd be that sorry sober f@#k who just woke up in some strange girls bed, looking for a window on the third floor to jump out of with nothing to break my fall other than shame. And even if i got her gastric bypass surgery, a nose job, a tummy tuck and fake tits, I'd know it was all a lie, that first time would be indelibly burned into my minds eye, forever ingrained into the back of my eyelids, and the closing thought to every day would be "you wen't home with the nasty one, and to make matters worse, you got her pregnant, and now you're stuck with her and that stupid f@#king kid for life"
Jesus, that sounds terrifying just to type. It's an experience I am sure more than one of us have undertaken, one I have masterfully (and shockingly) been able to avoid, as hopefully many of you have, but we all know that one sad f@#k, either a friend, a friend of a friend, or worse yet, that guy staring back at you into your mirror of lost dreams.
So no.... I won't make love to this one until she's perfect, the fact that I am saying "make love" should explain how serious I am in and of itself. No, not until the moment is just right. Every CENTIMETER of this girl will be massaged before I put IT on, in, and around her, and once I do, it'll be perfect. Courtship my friends... it's underrated. Cupid got me, and this time, I am head over heels in love. My S2000 fellas, she's the one.
All stories aside, I am getting damn close. none of the signals were attached, they are finished. I blew a fuse in the tails, that's been fixed. The rear zip tie bumper has been properly attached. My set of RED side mirrors (shocking, I almost found a part that matched) have been located with a fellow member. I've been rocking little stick on $5 dollar mirrors for the time being, just to get me around until I can pick these up. I found a set of ap2 wheels (my personal favorite on the s2000 aside from some aftermarket brands that go for $500 a piece or so) for $300, which will be painted Vader black. All wiring has been cleaned up, all broken or mismatched connectors and f@#ked up pig tails have been replaced, all plastic clips have or are in the process of being replaced. Somewhat slowly but surely, it's coming along. My goal is just to have one of the cleanest stock looking MY2000 s2000's out there, the only visual mods being a slight lowering (it's on HKS springs, I am not a huge fan of lowering springs) the AP2 wheels (not really a mod, just an update) and the carbon fiber hood and deck spoiler. I'd like to roll the fenders and get a pair of carbon fiber diffusers on there as well, but since I am going with stock wheels, diffussers will come first. I'll post some long overdue pictures tomorrow.
Thanks for the comments guys, I was a little off my game today, but I worked 10 hours then spent 4 hours under the car. My hands are blacker than wesley snipes right now.
Til next time fellas..... I hope you enjoy this one. I promise next time it will be better, because, hopefully, I will have consummated this courtship. I even did a little editing for you guys this time, since I seem to have gained a few subscribers. Much love guys.
-Digital
i watched this thing on national geographic where people actually have sex with cars....are you one of those people? because im not going to lie, you referencing this car to sex as much as youve done, is a little weird
Do you talk this much in person? I wonder what it be like sitting next to you and starting a conversation, keep us updated and include pics of the s and enjoy it oh and you should make a build thread of the progress (with pics)




