I have to start this entry with the statement that I love the new Nissan 350z. I say new because I had an old 340z, the original v
ersion of the 350z, which was actually a Datsun. AND it was yellow! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Datsun Check the Wikipedia link for more details about Datsun and Nissan. At any rate, I really thought that car was the bomb! I bought it for $800. and it had no rear lights what so ever, including turn signals, and it ran rich. I didn't know there were no lights until I made a stop and right turn and heard the delivery truck behind me lay on his brakes and leave a patch of rubber during the panic stop to avoid catapulting me into the next intersection. I got the brakes lights fixed later on that day. So I have a special place in my heart for the Datsun 340z, now would like a Nissan 350z, but I'm content with my Mustang now.
ersion of the 350z, which was actually a Datsun. AND it was yellow! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Datsun Check the Wikipedia link for more details about Datsun and Nissan. At any rate, I really thought that car was the bomb! I bought it for $800. and it had no rear lights what so ever, including turn signals, and it ran rich. I didn't know there were no lights until I made a stop and right turn and heard the delivery truck behind me lay on his brakes and leave a patch of rubber during the panic stop to avoid catapulting me into the next intersection. I got the brakes lights fixed later on that day. So I have a special place in my heart for the Datsun 340z, now would like a Nissan 350z, but I'm content with my Mustang now.So anyway, John Gosslin.....  Ummm, I think he traded in the 350z in for a BMW M3, which is another good choice for a fun car.  But I'm telling you right now, if he is going to get an apartment in New York City, he better get a beater Honda or Ford to drive up there.  NYC is no place for a perfect, new BMW M3.  But rumor says that he's going to be renting in the Trump Plaza (don't get me started about that fool!!), so he'll have valet parking.  I suppose when you and your psycho, all-I've-ever-wanted-to-be-is-a-mom wife, have two litters of children and then get a reality show and then get divorced, you become an E-list celebrity.
Well, whatever...  Enough of this foolishness.
