In the early 90's I read an article in a Car magazine with a title like, 10 Sports Cars that are Far Cheaper Than You Might Think. One subject was the early 911.
I was visiting my parents and saw an ad in their paper for a 1968, and the price was just above what the article said a great example should go for.
I went to see the car, and it was a roller and a pile of engine parts. I told the owner I would do some homework and make him an offer. I offered what the body would be worth were it in good condition, which it seemed to be. He gave me an unkind reply about highway robbery or something.
Two weeks later, he called and asked if I still had the money.
I came the next weekend with a truck, trailer and my Dad to load it up. I realized as I left the garage with the second transmission I had loaded, that neither of us knew what all was included. When I got home I saw two complete drive trains, except no clutches. I had 2 71 ish 2.2 l T blocks and 2 5 speed transmissions.
I hired Bob Farmer in Indianapolis rebuild one drive train in 2.2 l with upgrades. The Zenith's I had , he said wouldn't last long. That was right. I replaced with Webers when the old Z's gave up.
A few years later, I had the suspension rebuilt, followed a few years later by having the body completely gne through by Tony Kinser. He painted in the original Irish Green. I call her Portia O'Leery.
I have mostly been clever with my best tool, the checkbook for this work, but there is still that core drive train in the corner of the garage...
