Time goes on, circumstances change and sometimes what was a horrible idea before becomes an even worse idea and it’s time to cut your losses. As such I recently moved to a new apartment which is better than my old one in every way except one detail: I was not allowed to bring my project
Won’t you take a seat? In this video the driveshaft goes right back into the XJ-S and I flirt with some seats out of a Chevrolet Venture.
My 1977 Jaguar was certainly a looker, with its long hood and low proportions, tires filling up the wheel wells and the unique flying buttress design in the rear. But for this it did have one glaring flaw: the paint was utter garbage. Oxidized to within an inch of its life and cracking all over
This is my car, I drive it every day. One may call it my daily driver, or the Thunderturd, or The Raven. Some have even gone as far to call it the Ricebird. The Thunderturd is a 1995 MN12 Ford Thunderbird LX V8 equipped with a very basic 4.6 Modular and a 4r70w 4 speed automatic