1995 Miata – Another Go-Kart

Many years ago, well before marriage and adulthood settled in, I had a 1994 Miata that was violently taken away from me when a fellow failed to stop and creamed me as I crossed an intersection. Fast forward several years, and I felt the yearning for another one. After searching for several months, I came across a California-Arizona raised 1995 Miata that had made its way to the Midwest.

The 1st generation (NA) Miata’s are prone to some nasty rust here in the Midwest, so finding a clean example was rare. So you can imagine how happy I was to find this gem up here.

Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

Given the unknown history of any used car, I did my due diligence in brining things back up to my mechanical standards. For this car, it included a timing belt job, water pump swap, Cam Shaft Sensor O ring, and some other odds and sods

The leaking O ring which was causing quite a mess under the car:
Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

Deep into the Timing Belt, water pump, and seal swap job:
Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

All buttoned up:
Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

After bringing everything up to speed, the Miata was pressed into Daily Driver duty for quite some time. It also made a few appearances at the local auto-x track for grins:
Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

And no, I wasn’t very fast:

As with all my cars, this one eventually had to be sent down the road as well. This one due to the pending arrival of our 1st born son. The first generation of the Miata did not have the option to turn off the passenger side air bag like the later generations did. So a car seat was a no go in this one unless I wanted to yank the airbag out. While I was willing to do that, the practical side of me said it was probably better to just let this one go:
Sara L.: 1995 Miata &emdash;

So this ended my stent with another fun car, I’d like to think that I would buy another one some day, but I think it would be more along the lines of “toy car” status rather than DD status. As there were times where it was a bit tedious driving it back and forth to work. I might be getting old 🙂

2002 Mustang GT – A bucket list car

This car was one of my bucket list cars. The “New Edge” body style of Mustang came out in my last years of high school, and I dearly wanted one at the time. It took several years before that dream was realized, and it was realized once I finished my last round of college:
Sara L.: 2002 Mustang GT &emdash;

It took awhile to find this car as there were quite a few “less than prime” examples on the market at the time. But the wait was worth it as this car wound up even being the right color (Sonic Blue). The New Edge mustangs are a mixed bag. Don’t get me wrong, they’re a solid platform, but it’s a bit dated. The three biggest complaints were the handling (dated suspension), cable clutch (VERY stiff), and a less than stellar stock seats. All of which can be fixed in the aftermarket at this point.

Toward the end of my ownership of the car, a friend backed into the front of the car which necessitated replacing the hood. The replacement (Cervins) hood left something to be desire in the fit and finish department, but from about 5’ away, it looked awesome:
Sara L.: 2002 Mustang GT &emdash;

Sara L.: 2002 Mustang GT &emdash;

And even with the 165k miles on it, the interior still looked new:
Sara L.: 2002 Mustang GT &emdash;

Sara L.: 2002 Mustang GT &emdash;

Sara L.: 2002 Mustang GT &emdash;

The car even made a couple of trips down to the local drag strip (Very cold days, no grip):

That two valve always sounded good to me while breathing through the flow master 40 series. The car was pretty much stock except for those mufflers and a steeda tri-ax shifter.

I often miss that car as the complaints I had with it are easily fixable either through the aftermarket or my own fabrication. There is a reasonable chance I might pick up another one in the future though….

Sara L.: 1987 XJ &emdash;

1995 F-250, the almost tow pig

As my 1987 XJ trail rig was getting less and less road worthy, I had the idea of getting a truck of my own to drag it to and from the trails, and possibly throw a camper on the back of it. About the same time, a friend was listing his 1995 F-250 7.3 for sale. I’ve got a bit of a soft spot for the 7.3 having spent quite a bit of time behind the wheel of one playing dump truck driver in my youth. The price was right so I dragged it home:
Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

The truck was a bit of a basket case, but the price was right. Prior to my friend purchasing it, the truck has spent a good deal of it’s life working for a landscaping company. So the interior was appropriately trashed. There was even a half eaten cheeseburger found under the seat :puke:
Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

So out came the carpet and seat:
Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

A junk yard seat, new steering column, and some time spent with the pressure washer had the interior looking good again!
Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

A few other maintenance things like glow plugs, had the truck running like new again. It was then pressed into hauling duty. Many loads of rock were brought in when our shed was being built (the truck even hauled the shed kit itself):
Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

There were many, many runs for firewood, tuck parts, and anything else I could think to stick I the back of this thing. The one thing it never hauled was a trailer! With the completion of our house projects that required a truck, I made the decision to let it go. Even though I didn’t really have a need or a use for it anymore, I was sad to see it leave:
Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

Sara L.: 1995 F-250 &emdash;

Even though I can’t justify the cost of another diesel, I’d really like to own another one some day. There’s just something about them that tickles the fancy of the little kid in me.