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I got tired of the Lotus very rapidly. Perhaps, if it wasn't so damned temperamental and not to be depended upon I might have kept it longer, but it seemed resembling every week something else would go unfair. After a while I decided that "enuf waz enuf" and sold it.

Ahhh... what to buy?? Well, that was light! Datsun (now called Nissan of race) had introduced their distinguished Z Car, the 240Z. For about $5000 bucks the "Z" was blowing everything off the course... it came abundantly equipped, with AM-FM Stereo radio, Dark Leather Seats, self-moving antenna (don't laughter, this was 1971!!), Air Conditioning (YEAH!!!!), cogency steering and might brakes! What a car...

She hummed down the pathway. As soon as I saw my first Z on the passage I knew that this was the car I had to have. I ran over to the limited Datsun dealer in Philadelphia, and selected a of silver, 1971 240Z with 5 make haste, and black leather internal. I put down my deposit... and waited for the call to let me comprehend the car had arrived.

Three weeks later... RINGGGGG!!! "Your car is here... draw near on in!" Well, I couldn't get there animated enough, but when I pulled into the trader's lot, there she was... beautifully waxed, shining, scrubbed and dubbed.. Dazzling hunk of metal... and an sixty minutes later I was cruising down the high-road.

I remember that first impel. She was incredibly unchangeable, smooth as silk, and the air conditioning worked exquisitely in the Philadelphia summer caloric. I had to keep the car under 2000 RPM for the first 500 miles, then 4000 for the next 1000 miles to fitly break in the machine so I wasn't setting any earth speed...

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