Time to make this car a car i guess-
The dolomite has had years of time and effort put into it but its not right - The engine however great it sounds is unreliable BLand simply im bored of waiting for it to break and not being able to use the car as i would like.
I love s13s ive had 4 now. - I love my dolomite- Whats better - FIGHT - sorry - Lets combine the two - I love the dolomite's complete and utter ease at how cool retro it looks. I love the fact its my first car and ive owned it 8 years and counting ;D
I hate the fact its ripped my heart out and stamped on it more than once.
But this thing seriously has a soul, be it a 37 year old workshy brummie soul..
I went and picked it up today and drove it home its been slumming it in a council lock up on the worst estate in the area fully demobilized and looking SO sad
New battery - FIRST TIME FIRES UP
And now its home ! 
So the start of something awesome.
Ingredients
Take one SAD stolen recovered s13
Plans
Strip Interior
MOT and Tax it
Drive it Dan in Hemel using hopes and dreams.
Engine out
work magic and shoehorn Ca and gearbox into car.
Various upgrades -
Back to mine
Engine back out
Proper respray in original brook-lands green
Then to auto trim for new vinyl roof and headlining
Underbody protection
Then where ?
Target is Lemans and the ring next year
The car itself is an excellent base . No real rot - Fully uprated suspension and bushing so its good to go otherwise
Aim is original looking car with modern mechanical's
So got it home.. stripped it inside nice and solid.
That done this weekend i drove it to the workshop.
Left mine 6am Saturday morning, The car started and ran fine other than losing a bit of oil.
Booked it in for an mot at motec and off I went. All went swimmingly until i got to some horrible town with a name starting with H which i care not for now. – stopped for fuel. Went back out. Would the car start?! No.
Earth strap had fallen off. Battery wasn’t charging. The starter motor also ****ed itself.
I waited for RAC who then refused to tow me.
Spent about an hour and a half asking and pleading and hitting it with a hammer when all a sudden the car decided to play ball!! – got in and drove didn’t want to stop!!
Got to reading. TRAFFIC.
Imagine.
Driving a kettle.
Sitting in traffic in the centre of reading waiting for it to conk out having to use horse whispering like powers to keep it running
Its louder than hell due to a lack of interior
Put the fan on and a jet of oily Smokey super heated air is blasted into the cabin but you have to otherwise it boil over.
I was getting high on the fumes but not a good kinda high.
It was kinda like driving a steam train.
Mercifully maidenhead was kind to me and then i hit all the country lanes to the workshop.
Clutch was getting more and more p155 off and the car was losing power as it was running on the alternator alone.
Somehow 6 hours later i made it to the workshop using the force.
Car died and that was its war cry i think. But its there!!!!
- Even more annoying was the tube on the way back to catch my train . the tube was fully screwed! I had to run... yes ... RUN for my train
! Im gonna keep updating as we go.
Ill add some more pics.
Thanks all
... Still Sprintless.
