Saturday.
To say that I was upset is weak. For those of you who don't know, this car was basically my life. Since I was little kid I have always wanted a Z28, thatz all I ever talked about, and thatz all I read about. I spent all my money, hardwork, and my time on getting this car to where it was before the fire. In a matter of minutes all of that was taken away. I can't get back the time, I can't get back the money (performance parts are not covered by insurance, $10000), and I can not repay everyone that helped me with working on it. My roommate and his buddy spent their whole last week putting the motor back in so when I got home I could finish it up and get back on the road. We may not have certified auto degrees but the knowledge and the skill is there. We couldn't have checked another thing, all of the lines that we hooked made it through the fire, we really have no idea what caused the tranny fluid leak that caused the fire.
I might be looking at the best case to get about $11500 and if you look at the excel sheet that will barely get me a bone stock Z28.
Its a terrible feeling to be so helpless and just watch the car burn, but as life has shown me the hard road is the one I travel. Its really hard for to deal with everything that I have put on hold to make this car what I wanted it to be and yet not get the opportunity to finish it. That car was just pure bad luck, so in honor of it the new Z28 will not have the MP4 Z28 license plate will either be BAD LUCK or BURNT.
Not a lot more can be send about Saturday. But today after talking to the insurance company the realness of what was lost has hit home. To realize that a high school dream of have a Z28 and all the hard work and pride to make it something to be proud of could be all taken away in five minutes finally sinks in. When I realized all the parts, all the time (those guys, me, by roommate), all the dreams, and all the trash talk, all the things I put on hold, and all my money (pay check, after pay check for the past two years) I almost can even look at another Z. The worst thing about this hole business is that the Z was like life, just a consistent struggle of hard work and bad breaks.
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Last edited by Mike2000Z28; May 22, 2007 at 07:59 PM.






