"look what you did...LOOK! "
"you've over tightened the fuckin' thing! it's plastic, goddammit; the screw doesn't need to be torqued down. Jesus Christ—get the hell atta here before I break my foot off in your ASS!"
there wasn't anyone there.
I was yelling at the headlamp cover hoping that, somehow, by telepathy or Hermes' ghost, the message would be delivered to the oaf.
two things will reduce bearing life in any Porsche gearbox; not being driven and infrequent gear oil changes.
there is a third; improper shifting habits, ignoring worn shift linkages and bushings. but these are characteristics of an oaf, and that's beyond the scope of this article because changing the gear oil is the least of your problems.
And after...a shitload of elbow grease, Dremel sanding discs, and sweat. I then cold galvanized them and hit 'em with satin black industrial grade paint for durability. I also decided to not let my perfectionism get in the way here, besides, I really dig the pitted, pocked-mark, scratched metal in some areas that only bondo would eliminate. It's all about the piece's history, it took 34 years to earn those scars...Porsche patina.
Here's where I decided to start, at the back end of things. The fact that she could not hold idle and die with the blip of the throttle led me to believe that A; we had a fuel delivery problem, B; we had a vacuum problem or C; a bit of both. My aim was to drop the tank and start the diagnosis from there.
report by el jefe
we go under again...
the great thing about my wife is that she understands.
not only about my infatuation with Porsche, my feral mannerisms, and my complete lack of any social graces with a preference for pissing outside like a dog rather than use the loo...she understands what it takes and what to expect when owning and driving a vintage Porsche.
this is why she took it in stride when the starter on the 968 began its death rattle.
confession/lesson by pablo deferrari
I could've bought a 968 for twice as much...but I didn't. Wanna know why? I probably would've spent the same amount of money bringing her up to snuff as I did ours. I don't give a shit what the seller claims, they ALL need work...even the ones with stacks of receipts and an owner who claims needs nothing.
If it seems like I'm bludgeoning a dead, decaying horse to death, it's because I am; I'm about to show you what it costs to bring a 10K 968 to proper working condition with no stories.
report by pablo deferrari
Che looks on making sure that everything is disassembled in an orderly fashion.
the bushings on the front sway bar haven't been changed since it left the factory 20 years ago. they've been subjected to rain, snow, salt, and power steering leaks with nary a complaint...it's time for them to retire.
words/images by pablo deferrari
I've only driven her once...so had my wife; and it was only for a test drive. The moment we got her home, she went straight into the garage and up on jack stands. That's how I deal with newly acquired Porsches.