The RX-7 club knows another, in Iceland
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The RX-7 club knows: another in Iceland
OK, this is a story I've been meaning to write for a little over a month now. But I've been.... busy, yeah, that's it. 
Part One: The Sighting
It was the evening of Jan 27th. I had just come from a nice dinner with my girlfriend, followed by a visit to Ísboxið, our favorite ice-cream shop. I had showed her the one RX-7 from the base, which I had been drooling over since I had gotten there, a white 91 NA. It just so happens that the owner also has an Icelandic girlfriend, and her house was just across the street from the ice-cream shop.
We were just driving around aimlessly, and had stopped to look at an unusual building on the side of the road. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of red, vaguely familiar in shape, and the taillights looked so familiar. I could tell that the car had pop-up headlights, and that it was a red hatchback. Could it be another FC? Two in one evening? Within an hour of each other? No way!
Immediately I darted out into the road, which, thankfully, held almost no traffic. Trying in desperation to keep up with the car in question, I pushed my poor little 90 Hyundai Excel (Pony in Europe) for all his 80hp was worth. Focusing on the taillights, I couldn't be sure that they did not belong to a S13 instead, but I was dtermined to find out. My girlfriend sat in the passenger's seat, questioning the sanity of her man, and wondering whether she was going to make it home in one piece, and if she did, whether she would see him again. I couldn't be troubled by such details at the moment; I was on a mission!
She would just have to trust me. Thankfully, she did. 
OK, part two later. I have to get ready for work now. I just wanted to get this started, before I forgot everything about it. Good thing for me Hanna was here to help fill in the blank spots of my goldfish memory.
Ren
Part One: The Sighting
It was the evening of Jan 27th. I had just come from a nice dinner with my girlfriend, followed by a visit to Ísboxið, our favorite ice-cream shop. I had showed her the one RX-7 from the base, which I had been drooling over since I had gotten there, a white 91 NA. It just so happens that the owner also has an Icelandic girlfriend, and her house was just across the street from the ice-cream shop.
We were just driving around aimlessly, and had stopped to look at an unusual building on the side of the road. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of red, vaguely familiar in shape, and the taillights looked so familiar. I could tell that the car had pop-up headlights, and that it was a red hatchback. Could it be another FC? Two in one evening? Within an hour of each other? No way!
Immediately I darted out into the road, which, thankfully, held almost no traffic. Trying in desperation to keep up with the car in question, I pushed my poor little 90 Hyundai Excel (Pony in Europe) for all his 80hp was worth. Focusing on the taillights, I couldn't be sure that they did not belong to a S13 instead, but I was dtermined to find out. My girlfriend sat in the passenger's seat, questioning the sanity of her man, and wondering whether she was going to make it home in one piece, and if she did, whether she would see him again. I couldn't be troubled by such details at the moment; I was on a mission!
She would just have to trust me. Thankfully, she did. OK, part two later. I have to get ready for work now. I just wanted to get this started, before I forgot everything about it. Good thing for me Hanna was here to help fill in the blank spots of my goldfish memory.
Ren
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Damn, hijacked already?
How the hell am I supposed to build on the story that way?
Ren
Damn, hijacked already?
How the hell am I supposed to build on the story that way?
Ren
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Part Two: The Chase
On I raced, keeping up as best I could. The car in question had a decent jump on me, of course, and it obviously had a lot more power as well. Were it not for the traffic lights, I would surely have lost the chase.
At the first stoplight, I knew for sure it was an FC, because I had managed to get within one car of the car in question. As we took off, I passed the car between us. Frantically I flashed my high beams and beeped my horn. At this, the driver, apparently certain that I was a crazed stalker or road-raging idiot, took of at an amazing rate. Again, the only thing that saved me was the traffic lights.
He turned off the main road, heading down a side street. I couldn't tell if he was trying to lose me, or he was just heading home. Thankfully, for me, the road onto which he turned had many speed bumps, through a residential area, so it wasn't too difficult to keep up.
Finally, he managed to escape my view. Not by much, though. By process of elimination, I found him again, within about two minutes of losing him. He appeared to be home, as he was parked in a driveway next to a house. He wasn't easy to spot, because the house wasn't the closest to the street, and the driveway was fairly narrow, being the access to three other houses that lined the path.
I parked and asked my girl if she wanted to come. She looked at me as if I were a lunatic, and said she'd stay in the car. I got out and walked up the drive. The car, clearly a S4 sport or GXL, was still running, the parking lights on, and the driver, still inside, was talking on his cell phone.
Stay tuned for Part Three...
Ren
On I raced, keeping up as best I could. The car in question had a decent jump on me, of course, and it obviously had a lot more power as well. Were it not for the traffic lights, I would surely have lost the chase.
At the first stoplight, I knew for sure it was an FC, because I had managed to get within one car of the car in question. As we took off, I passed the car between us. Frantically I flashed my high beams and beeped my horn. At this, the driver, apparently certain that I was a crazed stalker or road-raging idiot, took of at an amazing rate. Again, the only thing that saved me was the traffic lights.
He turned off the main road, heading down a side street. I couldn't tell if he was trying to lose me, or he was just heading home. Thankfully, for me, the road onto which he turned had many speed bumps, through a residential area, so it wasn't too difficult to keep up.
Finally, he managed to escape my view. Not by much, though. By process of elimination, I found him again, within about two minutes of losing him. He appeared to be home, as he was parked in a driveway next to a house. He wasn't easy to spot, because the house wasn't the closest to the street, and the driveway was fairly narrow, being the access to three other houses that lined the path.
I parked and asked my girl if she wanted to come. She looked at me as if I were a lunatic, and said she'd stay in the car. I got out and walked up the drive. The car, clearly a S4 sport or GXL, was still running, the parking lights on, and the driver, still inside, was talking on his cell phone.
Stay tuned for Part Three...
Ren
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Originally posted by OC94Rx7
I hope you give us chapter three by tonight. I'm off to the mountains in Kaltenbach, Austria for some snow sking!
We leave High Noon......hurry Ren
I hope you give us chapter three by tonight. I'm off to the mountains in Kaltenbach, Austria for some snow sking!
We leave High Noon......hurry Ren
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Damn you.........I'm so jealous......I didnt get to go skiing (or rather snowboarding) this year
Damn you.........I'm so jealous......I didnt get to go skiing (or rather snowboarding) this year
Ren, That was a little hijack....but you didn't see that....
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From: Greece
Originally posted by OC94Rx7
Now I'm jealous... I used to make designs and logo's for them in CA. a few years back. But, never tried to snowboard (always wanted too)
Ren, That was a little hijack....but you didn't see that....
Now I'm jealous... I used to make designs and logo's for them in CA. a few years back. But, never tried to snowboard (always wanted too)
Ren, That was a little hijack....but you didn't see that....
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Part Three: The Meeting
So there I was, standing outside the car. Of couse, I was concerned that the driver was in fact on the phone with the local law enforcement, so I tried to look as unthreatening as possible. I waved to the man, and he smiled and waved back, still on the phone. I motioned for him to roll down his window. Instead, he opened his door, and bid me to wait as he finished his conversation.
About a minute later, he ended the call. I told him as quickly, but calmly, as possible that I was a member of the RX-7 Club/Forum in the States, and that I had owned several 7's myself. I also told him I wasn't trying to stalk him or anything, and that I knew it looked as if I were crazy. At this he chuckled, and the tension we were both feeling subsided.
We talked at length about how we came to know of RX-7's. It's been a while since the conversation took place, so the specifics escape me, but I believe he said he bought his new in 86. He told me of the things that he fixed (including rebuilding the engine), and the things that needed fixing (Logicon, of course, among other things). I told him of the many I had owned, and that I had left them all back in the States, to my dismay. I also told him of the 91 on the base.
I asked him how many 7's there were in Iceland, since this was the only FC I'd seen since I arrived in November of 2001, and only two 1st gen's and one FD. He said there were probably less than 10. He said there weren't that many imported to Iceland, and that there were very few of those still left on the road. The rest had either succombed to engine failure, or rampant corrosion from the salted winter roads, both having the same end: sold to scrapyards and eventually crushed.
Then, he told me of a TII in a junkyard....
Up next... Part Four
Ren
So there I was, standing outside the car. Of couse, I was concerned that the driver was in fact on the phone with the local law enforcement, so I tried to look as unthreatening as possible. I waved to the man, and he smiled and waved back, still on the phone. I motioned for him to roll down his window. Instead, he opened his door, and bid me to wait as he finished his conversation.
About a minute later, he ended the call. I told him as quickly, but calmly, as possible that I was a member of the RX-7 Club/Forum in the States, and that I had owned several 7's myself. I also told him I wasn't trying to stalk him or anything, and that I knew it looked as if I were crazy. At this he chuckled, and the tension we were both feeling subsided.
We talked at length about how we came to know of RX-7's. It's been a while since the conversation took place, so the specifics escape me, but I believe he said he bought his new in 86. He told me of the things that he fixed (including rebuilding the engine), and the things that needed fixing (Logicon, of course, among other things). I told him of the many I had owned, and that I had left them all back in the States, to my dismay. I also told him of the 91 on the base.
I asked him how many 7's there were in Iceland, since this was the only FC I'd seen since I arrived in November of 2001, and only two 1st gen's and one FD. He said there were probably less than 10. He said there weren't that many imported to Iceland, and that there were very few of those still left on the road. The rest had either succombed to engine failure, or rampant corrosion from the salted winter roads, both having the same end: sold to scrapyards and eventually crushed.
Then, he told me of a TII in a junkyard....
Up next... Part Four
Ren
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TII in a junkyard.....oh great!
So you couldn't end the story .....Now I have to think about this story all the way down to Austria... (was there a tt in the junkyard ??..did ren get it ??) Thanks man
see you guys in a week!
Oliver
So you couldn't end the story .....Now I have to think about this story all the way down to Austria... (was there a tt in the junkyard ??..did ren get it ??) Thanks man
see you guys in a week!
Oliver
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OK, who wants to hear Part Four?
Well, you're just going to have to wait until tonight. I have other things to do right now (like work).
And, sorry, I wasn't on the Forum all weekend! :o Busy working on that stupid Renault 21 of mine. Have I mentioned that I hate French cars?
Ren
Well, you're just going to have to wait until tonight. I have other things to do right now (like work
). And, sorry, I wasn't on the Forum all weekend! :o Busy working on that stupid Renault 21 of mine. Have I mentioned that I hate French cars?
Ren
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hey I like the smiley Kim ... Glen at Mazdarotaryclub.com came up with a good variation on a popular one yesterday
hey I like the smiley Kim ... Glen at Mazdarotaryclub.com came up with a good variation on a popular one yesterday
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How'd you do that, Kim? Wish I had Skillz like you.
Sorry about the story, folks, it's going to have to wait a litthe while longer. I was extremely busy last night with writing an essay for English class, and actually, I have to continue with this tonight. I hate to keep you all waiting, but it may not be finished until Oliver gets back next week.
I'll try, though.
Ren
Sorry about the story, folks, it's going to have to wait a litthe while longer. I was extremely busy last night with writing an essay for English class, and actually, I have to continue with this tonight. I hate to keep you all waiting, but it may not be finished until Oliver gets back next week.
I'll try, though.
Ren