The TGP, resting on the side. Rural Illinois near my old house in 1999 |
2zen2 was immediately in love, and I thought it was pretty neat too. The 3.1 V6 was decently responsive and the turbocharger was neat. It had 27-way power leather buckets and a heads-up display, an astounding feature for a late 80's design (pretty out there even by 2016 standards too). I looked up the VIN and discovered the reason behind all the special-ness: the platform was started by Pontiac, but then shipped to McLaren for special finishing, the same McLaren that produced the GNX and the MP4-12C. Pretty cool, but an aura of weird hung around the car too. The dealership wanted $5K, but for reasons that sounded very contrived and gave a whiff of lawyers around the corner, would only sell as a consignment deal. I smelled trouble, but even so, somehow couldn't walk away from this car. I offered them $3K and they took it.
The transmission started slipping almost immediately. Replaced the transmission. Then fuel injectors, alternator, upper engine mounts, multi-function switch, power steering pump, fuel pump and sender. Wasn't all doom and gloom though. We did drive the hell out of it from 1998-2005; Boosting down the freeway, kid seat in the back, my kid going 'wheeee' when I stabbed the gas. 2zen2 made acquaintance with the local constabulary on a few occasions, picking up a speeding ticket or 2 on Rte 66. It was just hard not to keep your foot in it. It was a fun little car. Alas, it sat for 4 years when I was chasing down some bug, and then the transmission started slipping, again. In 2010 I tucked it away in my storage space and pretty much out of mind.
Getting the old girl out of storage after a very long nap |
As she sits today, ready for some TLC |
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