Hmm, it would seem like I am starting a music-based loop in my titling. Meh, it's better than some of the heinous creations before. This is an important issue, and you shall find importance with it, like I have.
:c
So, for the one person that reads the blog, and the no persons that reads this blog as well as the other, you will know, that I have recently added considerably to the festering mess currently residing in my room. And all the other detritus that isn't me. So, behold!
Basically none of it necessary, woot! Some of it isn't even mine, so fear not, those Kirsten Dunst Lazy-eye Headlights will feature nowhere in my vicinity. So what will feature, somewhere in the next couple of millenia or so? Not so much for the Cefiroluls, having shown myself some measured restraint/millions of missed auctions:
What you see there are:
- Useless rubbish
- Moar useless detritus
- A carpet
- Coilovers
- Wins Deflectors [not a typo]
- Another Nardi Steering Wheel
- A trunk brace
So, now to systematically explain my actions.
The Win Deflectors. Deflectors of Destiny. Deflectors of many wins. These actually need no explanation, they are deflectors and wins. And the Cefiro previously had its ones ripped off by an obviously brain-dead moron whose wish it was to make me cry. And he succeeded. The tabs are mostly in place too in the car, though, I still have no clue how the hell those, and the deflectors, become one. It will be figured out, and it will look awesome. NEXT.
The coilovers, why? As some would say, you already have perfectly good ones and you're not going to track your car and insert some self-assertive opinion and STFU. You want to know why? I know you don't, but humour me. This is why:
Yes, we am, a Keiichi whore. A Tsuchiya tart. I'm just a slut. And for this, I make no excuse. Actually, the real reason I bought the coilovers are several, primarily of which I thought the Apex Coilovers currently installed were destroyed, for they were clunking. Loudly.
Turns out, the collar is just loose. More excuse hunting. Ah yes, they're not JDM. Yes, I am quite conceited but let me at least explain - as my rather insane expenditure proves, I do not take shortcuts. True, I have not yet accomplished anything with either vehicle or proven the worth of my expenditure, but for me, companies like Apex, Driftworks, et al, exist for no other reason than to make a profit out of a given market. They do not do the development, for the development is carried out by the companies that made the products theirs emulate. Speculation, granted, but I would feel it to be true on the most part.
Keiichi Tsuchiya is a man renowned for his knowledge of the car, handling, and racing. And so, I would trust his judgement over a CTRL+C Manufacturer. Not to say I would use the car in such a manner - though, I will eventually get the car to a condition where it will not feel totally out of place on a Track Day - but I would feel the components would be more accomplished. If only in my mind. That, and the damping on the Apex coilovers are really terrible. Soft springs and harsh rebound is how it feels to me, with plenty of vertical oscillation on certain bumps, which is amusing/irritating in equal measures. Last time I remembered similar occurences was when the rear JIC Coilovers on the Cynos had seized. Oh, and unlike they seem to have a reputation for, these coilovers are pleasantly devoid of leaking fluids and blood and STD's.
The steering wheel is rather self-explanatory - I am. Converting the Cefiro, to dual controls. So. I shall need two steering wheels. That is all that needs saying.
And being constipated after eating a 0.5kg bag of Kettle Crisps is delightful. No, the leather steering wheel was, and always will be a rash purchase - as I have copiously mentioned, it is as big as a galactic body, not too dissimilar to our current moon. However, it was Nardi and leather and bid. So, it was always in my intentions to purchase a smaller Nardi steering wheel, the lunar one was just going to tide me over with a Nardi fix. Yes, shallow muches. And, almost immediately, one was found! And as it was sent by Foot Mail, I have just received it. And there's a dead postman on my door step, every Rose has it's thorn etc. And, holy luls, what a difference.
No, srsly, there is a difference! Look!
See?!
Well, bah to you! It turned out to be a pleasant surprise that it is suede, for I heart it. Hard.
And in an event that can only be recognised officially as the Buddhist Karmic Festival of Epic Wins, I got yet another, USEFUL freebie. Yes. A useful purchase. And I didn't catapult a small country's earnings at it!
Now I can better reach the wheel, YAYAYAYEPICYAYS!
Mind you, yesterday was interesting, as in my rush - yes, I actually installed this in the same decade, space of two days actually! - to have this installed, something was certainly off. I was travelling in a straight line, yet my hands were at "Five to Five". Hmm. Odd. That, is probably, slightly incorrect. For going in a straight line necessitated canting the steering wheel around 65 degrees to the right. Ah. Oh well, cannot dillydally, have an appointment in London. I'll just have to, hold on, I don't do logic or thinking, I'll think of a solution later.
It made driving interesting, as it basically obscured the left-hand side of the speedometer. Meh. Unimportant issue. Which was rectified today. I KNOW! I'm on a roll. Actually, I was quite apprehensive of tackling the issue, as trying the same in the Cynos a couple of years ago resulted in hours of wrestling, in mud, and taking my clothes off and...
*Ahem*
Attempting to wrestle off the steering wheel for aeons, to no avail. Finally only a bearing puller at Harvey's workshop/barn would achieve what literally took 5 minutes to achieve in the Cefiro. OH.
So yeah, basically, no such issue with the Cefiroluls - it's luls for a reason! - bolt off, jiggle wheel off, reposition at a not-so-retarded-it's-actually-befitting-of-me orientation, bolt on, use a mallet to seat the horn button back in [Again, ya, rly], and, done. Donedy done. DONE.
And now I fall right back to retardations with this:
A brace. For the trunk. It is. A trunk brace. DING! That is the sound of an idea lighting in someone's head, as obviously, my head is a prehistoric cave. But wait. I have a motive! And what terrible motive. It is quite similar to the MO of another obscure purchase, for the Cynos this time. In essence - missed an auction, got bored/annoyed, bid on something else just to fill that void. Ya rly. ^_^
If you are waiting for me to justify myself, you'll be waiting a long while.
A very long while..
...Did you know that the S15 Spec-R Silvia had a similar trunk brace too? Brace, now worthy, DONE! ^_^
Oh, also, for such a small brace, it actually feels like it was formed out of a sumo wrestler. I'm presuming that is a dense material. It paints my picture. Palm to face. So, what next, gold-plated tyres? Duck down-stuffed cigarette lighter? Certainly, all due in short order. Mentioning tyres though, I would think, my grasps on the hope of another catatonic snow-out should loosen now, and as a result, I should ideally get some more adept rubber on the car. Seeing as the winter tyres are even starting to chunk due to their very soft construction.
Otherwise, not really much else is in store, either in the near future or in grander terms - I obviously have enough debris scattered across the house to keep me busy with installations on either car. The main priority is to get the Cynos at least mobile, and from there on I will be more compelled - once the Cefiro can actually crest the driveway - to get some items installed on the Nissan Cetacean . As such, I would hope especially to get the Kei Office Coilovers on soon, and professionally aligned/corner-weighted so as to at least keep me happy for a while. Until I get bored of keeping a "Fuel Economy" table.
