I bought this car in August of 2007 out of Portland, OR through eBay after seeing it come up but failing to meet the original reserve price. It was described as a very rust free automatic originally from CA with everything but the A/C operational, a recently rebuilt engine and no sunroof (a good thing to me).
Left Calgary, Alberta (Canada - top of the globe usually) on a 4am flight through Seattle to Portland intending to drive straight back in a 18 hour blitz. Unfortunately I fell asleep at the gate at SEATAC and missed the connecting flight. Caught the next flight but had missed the owner who went back to work but eventually answered his cell phone and picked me up at the airport. Still figured the blitz was on, so, off to his bank with a money order, did a quick walk around and look under the hood and the deal was done.
I have a 73 CS so I know what and where rust lives on these cars. The body was exactly as described – it must have lived in a desert because it was as close to rust free as a 31 year old car could be and the weather stripping and windshield rubber were absolutely baked. The bad news were the brakes or rather the lack of brakes. For reasons that would be clear in time I figure they were 40% if I was lucky – which I was. Hardly ever needed to use them and when I did it was well before I needed them. Coasting, engine braking and parking brakes will do lots of things if not rushed.
I headed out of Portland (with my route from Mapquest) and drove up the Columbia River valley into what felt like a blast furnace with the mother of all tail winds. I swear the gas gauge was going up, not down. As the temperature rose outside it stared to creep up in the engine higher than I liked so on went the heater to pull out some heat (it worked) and on I drove in a pool of sweat – headed to Canada with another 16 hours to go at 1pm.
I continued on this way through Oregon into Washington and then, at nightfall, arrived at the US/CAN border – totally fried, dehydrated and exhausted but with another 6 hours to go. Damn, these are big countries we live in! The tedious process of exiting the US and entering Canada went off without a hitch. I received a good piece of advice from the Canadian Customs official though - get a hotel room or you’ll die. The next two hours driving through deer invested mountain roads were a blur (literally) but I made it to a motel and collapsed in air-conditioned bliss for the next 8 hours.
Unfortunately, somewhere in my delirious, fatigue induced drive through the night and arriving safely home the next day, I lost my passport. If you do that, it’s best if it happens in your own country. As opposed to anywhere else (Iraq, Russia, North Korea etc).
Everything (except the brakes) worked and the car was fully functional. So I took it all apart. My wife really liked that part since this was “her” car. She even gave it a name - L’il Miss Butterscotch”.
The car, a 76 Sahara 2002a, is now a 5spd, fully rebuilt and upgraded to urethane front and rear suspension, new MC brake cylinder, SS hoses, 320i vented front brakes (rears later) and 320i radiator with electric pusher fan. The battery was relocated to the rear and the partially de-smogged engine is now totally free breathing with all the plumbing and electrical stuff removed. A Tii exhaust manifold, 38/38 Weber and Petronix/Blaster coil combo etc etc etc. The interior is next with a set of recaro seats in getting recovered as I write this. The brakes are much better now that the calipers no longer have helicoils in the bleed screws and the wheel cylinders don’t leak.
I learned a lot of things in acquiring and renovating this particular car. Some of it not soon enough. Not having to spend any money on the body doesn’t really save any money. You just spend it in other places. Hope Sheila enjoys it “completed” it as much as I did getting it that way.
And on it will go.
Doug