The Deadline... featuring EVAN

Hmmmmmzz so it's almost August... And shit-all has happened with the DPP for the last 7 months.

Amal-
I blame Shev. The work on the DPP stopped around about the same time he finally got rid of his slow-ass Beemer (sorry Kaesh) and got himself the closest thing to a skyline he could afford.
Shev-
Pretty sure my car owns your skyline! This coming from amal who would have a shower after 2 hours of work, (sitting inside the car undoing bolts dieing in his own farts) refusing to come outside after 7pm as it was too cold!
Amal -
Suuuuure mate... What was your Dyno figure again? Wait till Calder re-opens....BRING IT!...
Shev-
Put your money were your mouth is mate, power to weight ill kill u :P
We were meant to hit it hard these holidays just passed, but then Lakes Entrance happened... 1 week to recover... and
then Sorrento happened! 2 weeks to recover... and here we are.

Calder Park has closed for re-surfacing and it's unknown whether drifters will be allowed back on the track so the hype wore off for us, but all this talk about Street Supremacy entering Auto salon motivated us to get cracking. So the weekend just gone we went nuts...

Firstly we towed the 180 out of its resting place using yet another car my dad bought from a wrecking yard of all places! It's a white AU station wagon with 300 000 k's on it! bargain he reckons. But with an engine bay so dusty and muddy it looks like an elephant took a dump in there, I think not.

But it did the job and the car was back in the garage. After blowing the dust off our tool boxes shev got started on stripping the engine bay of the radiator, wiring looms and any other gadgetry while I went to work on the cabin loom. After a few hours work the car was looking in a very sorry state and we couldn't have been happier with ourselves :D

All the interior trims and carpets were stripped to get the car ready for paint.

Nadisha came round for lunch and found us struggling with what you'd think was the relatively simple task of stripping some wiring.

Nadisha: "Who's going to put the engine in?

Shev and me: (with cheesy smiles) "WE are :D "

Nadisha: " =o .... :/ ....=|... Amal could you take the first test drive please??"

After lunch we pissfarted around till Sahil came over in his spankin new Evo 8. WOOT! Yes i know its a Mitsubishi :( but it's got the most porn interior I've ever seen and we all know red goes faster.

Back to work. We had run out of things we knew how to do and if you've been brave enough to step outside after 7pm in the last week you'd know the temperatures have been verging on FREEZING. So we decided to sand the bitch. If there's one thing street supremacy do well it's sanding (and partying) with more than half the cars in it flaunting custom resprays.
We made surprisingly good time sanding back 90% of the car in just a few hours.




Then Sahil got a splinter the poor bub =~( heheheheh. Shev went to work on removing the tail lights while i went to ask Ammi for an idhi kuttukk to get Sahils splinter out.

The car was sanded and we were ready to get out of the cold and call it a night. But decided to remove the rear bar so the car was ready for a kit and paint.




This is when the drama started. We un-did every screw and bolt imaginable but the sucker refused to come loose. We were at our wits end when luckily the cavalry arrived. ALL the way from Airport west.

I'd like to introduce you to Mr Evan Jacksa. This ladies is a Piece of Man Meat that actually needs no introduction. Some of you may know him as That Silly topless Drunk f*ck from Shev's 21st trying to wear a table cloth as his suit jacket. Or the guy on facebook getting his chest waxed for all to see.

What you don't know is he tucks you into bed and takes your shoes off when you pass out at Lakes Entrance. Or Has Bacon and Eggs ready for you when you wake up at Sorrento. He is domesticated to the maximus, enjoys fishing and teaching people to ice-skate.... and to top it off....he drives a skyline ;)













But this rear bar was still being a royal c***... but Evan was determined and it finally came off while Dineth wondered around graffitiing (sp?) the DPP with unnecessary comments. Before we decided to do anything stupid like try and remove a door, we decided to call it a night.

Refer to the countdown above to see how long we have till AutoSalon. It seems like ages. But with uni weekdays and Work on weekends...not to mention getting our OWN cars ready for autosalon...we are screweddddd...

Stay tuned and watch as Shev and I say bye-bye to our tax-returns.