I'd love to own a 1980s Porsche 944, 928 or 911, but even with being able to do all the repairs on my own since I used to fix them for a living, the cost of parts alone could bankrupt a guy. I'm just sticking with Beetles for my toys for a while. Although that '52 will probably bankrupt me as well, but it's worth it.
My brother has another 944 turbo as a daily that's a beast. It's fairly reliable but when it does need parts especially sensors etc. there quite a bit more $$$ than any other car. But what do you expect, jag and land rover parts are expensive too. I'll tell you though that car hauls ass, and corners like nothing else I've ever driven.
Yeah they're a blast to drive and pretty reliable if they've been looked after. The late model 924s are actually quicker than the N/A 944 (simply because they weight less and have the same engine), but they just don't look very pretty.
Early 924s are about as quick as a 4 cylinder Caravan. The early turbo 924s are about as quick as a 4 cylinder Caravan, too.
Ugh. My luck never ends. Picked up the car. Drove it mostly without incident for about 180 miles, until about 30 miles from West Virgina, where the fuel pump (walbro 255) gave up the ghost. Or the fuel filter clogged. Idk. Whatever the case, it primes to 40psi fuel pressure and drops to 20 while cranking, when the numbers should be 46/67 respectively. We called a local shop, and although everyone just left, the remaining receptionist said it's ok if we put the car there. I doubt they'll let me work on it myself on their property, so I'm probably just gonna have to pay whatever they charge to do it. Either way, the car's parked and locked. So somehow tomorrow I have to get back there to it. Luckily work was pretty understanding.
To complicate matters, the traction control in my mom's truck derped in Columbus, throwing the truck into Limp-in mode off and on for the duration of the trip, so my car is stranded in Maryland, and I'm stranded in Cincinnati. The plan is to get a little bit of sleep, I'm gonna yank the walbro out of the spirit, obtain a rental car, and we're driving 6 hours back to Maryland tomorrow.
Posted by budda Ugh. My luck never ends. Picked up the car. Drove it mostly without incident for about 180 miles, until about 30 miles from West Virgina, where the fuel pump (walbro 255) gave up the ghost. Or the fuel filter clogged. Idk. Whatever the case, it primes to 40psi fuel pressure and drops to 20 while cranking, when the numbers should be 46/67 respectively. We called a local shop, and although everyone just left, the remaining receptionist said it's ok if we put the car there. I doubt they'll let me work on it myself on their property, so I'm probably just gonna have to pay whatever they charge to do it. Either way, the car's parked and locked. So somehow tomorrow I have to get back there to it. Luckily work was pretty understanding.
To complicate matters, the traction control in my mom's truck derped in Columbus, throwing the truck into Limp-in mode off and on for the duration of the trip, so my car is stranded in Maryland, and I'm stranded in Cincinnati. The plan is to get a little bit of sleep, I'm gonna yank the walbro out of the spirit, obtain a rental car, and we're driving 6 hours back to Maryland tomorrow.
jeez, budda, your luck mirrors mine! best wishes and remember, you got friends all over the east coast... Oh JeepDave?
Yeah I probably will. When I bought the spirit, the newer walbro on it took a shit almost immediately, and I for some reason bought another one. I'm just lucky that I have a spare identical part to fix the car now, but yeah walbros are shit. I'm really hoping the 3 year old one I just ripped from the spirit makes it home. It's really a gamble. I'm upgrading it asap, after the muffler.
Posted by budda Yeah I probably will. When I bought the spirit, the newer walbro on it took a shit almost immediately, and I for some reason bought another one. I'm just lucky that I have a spare identical part to fix the car now, but yeah walbros are shit. I'm really hoping the 3 year old one I just ripped from the spirit makes it home. It's really a gamble. I'm upgrading it asap, after the muffler.
let us know how you make out. ballsy driving an unknown car home like that with no backup. very ballsy. you have my respect.
Thanks, I'm hardly by myself lol. I'm just glad I have a very understanding Mom, and leftover insurance money. My job was pretty understanding too, and I got today and tomorrow off.
The shop where we parked the Shelby not only said it's Ok if I try to fix it myself on their lot, but they offered to help me push it somewhere less muddy, and would be willing to put the pump in themselves for the just cost of labor. We got crazy lucky when we randomly picked/broke down within 15 miles of Don Rodeheaver Repair.
It's also a weird coincidence that the only photo I took on the road was from the Pilot station near Grantsville, MD. The car died 5 miles after stopping at the Pilot on the way back.
I feel stupid now for coming all the way home in that I just found out online that the cheapo Airtex 2448 fuel pump sold at every advance auto parts is literally a Walbro 255 in an airtex box. Makes me feel much better about my ability to get the car home though . It dies I can just put in another one without having to mess with any wiring. Gotta love the 1 star rating at Advance auto.
The people at the garage are just otherworldly good people. Not only were they willing to let me try to fix it on their lot, they actually cleared out a bay for me and towed the car inside so I wouldn't freeze my ass off, which I did anyway because the car was covered in 1/2 inch of ice that was melting all around me lol. I replaced the filter first and the car almost fired, but pressure was still low and dropping because one of the metal lines had split and was spraying fuel. The lines were pretty much all rusted through around the tank. So they offered to drop the tank and do the lines and put in the other pump for the cost of labor. Somewhere around $3-400. They're not even an automotive shop. They do big rigs and heavy equipment.
We left the car in Maryland again for them to tinker with it, and my parents offered to help me pay for the car to just get transported home, because fuck this. We've driven 30 hours in the last 4 days. I've worked 10 hours this week (minimum wage) and likely will have spent myself dry after paying the shop. And the car is still twice as far away as it drove.
The Daytona finally made it home last night, covered in more road salt than I thought possible, with both doors stuck open from shitty frozen latches, but otherwise intact. The fuel pump from the spirit was put in by the shop when they did the fuel lines and still no start. I'll check voltage tomorrow.
Oh, I forgot about that! I remember driving to school with seatbelts holding my doors shut.
the door latches in my 91 Cavalier rotted broke while in tennessee... had to have ratchet straps holding both door closed. Sliding in and out of the window was such a joy.
the door latches in my 91 Cavalier rotted broke while in tennessee... had to have ratchet straps holding both door closed. Sliding in and out of the window was such a joy.
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