Well it all started with my sisters 1982 L-Type. I've got a pic somewhere and will edit in later.
Then in late 1991 my girlfriend (now wife) and I test drove a 1991 or 92, can't remember, MA71. It was a blue automatic hardtop. I fell in love and thought it was the nicest car ever made, but didn't have $30k to spend being just a 22 year old punk kid. So the years and cars go by and I decide to finally get me a supra.
My first Supra, an 89 NA
I should've kept that car but the gay blue 87 I bought for a gte conversion for the 89 captivated me so I sold the 89.
Gay blue 87
Well turns out it had previous body damage and the frame rails were bent so it again became a donor car for a gte conversion. In walks the 86.5
I spent a shitload of money on that car but something was still missing. I was still yearning for something but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. At first I was thinking it might be the need for major HP, like in a JZ series motor so I started scouting around and secretly began talking with Serena aka wetboosteddreams about her 1989 1.5JZ. I made an offer on the car but it would require her letting me pay her out. She had someone else local looking into the car as well and understandedbly wanted to see what they had to offer. I thought it was a done deal with the other guy so while waiting to hear back from her to tell me that the other guy had bought it, I was scouting supras on Craigslist, which I do still almost everyday, and saw this blue 1991 Supra for sale just like the one I test drove almost 18 years ago. My heart raced, I felt flush. I called the man, he still had it. I drove down the next day and he agreed to let me pay him out and I gave him $500 non refundable dollars. Hot damn! I had finally found what I had been looking for and it just felt right. So the next morning I was going to email Serena to tell her but she had already emailed me saying the other guy flaked out and the car was mine, she'd excepted my offer. Ohhh shit!!! I can't tell you guys how awful I felt because I knew she was going to be pissed at me, and she was. I couldn't blame her because I told her I was a "sure thing". Sooooo I did some very serious apologizing and even sent her some money to go have dinner on me. I think she has forgiven me but I honestly still feel terrible about it. I can't for the life of me figure out why that car hasn't sold yet. I'd still like to have it. It has some very serious badass potential.
Then in late 1991 my girlfriend (now wife) and I test drove a 1991 or 92, can't remember, MA71. It was a blue automatic hardtop. I fell in love and thought it was the nicest car ever made, but didn't have $30k to spend being just a 22 year old punk kid. So the years and cars go by and I decide to finally get me a supra.
My first Supra, an 89 NA
I should've kept that car but the gay blue 87 I bought for a gte conversion for the 89 captivated me so I sold the 89.
Gay blue 87
Well turns out it had previous body damage and the frame rails were bent so it again became a donor car for a gte conversion. In walks the 86.5
I spent a shitload of money on that car but something was still missing. I was still yearning for something but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. At first I was thinking it might be the need for major HP, like in a JZ series motor so I started scouting around and secretly began talking with Serena aka wetboosteddreams about her 1989 1.5JZ. I made an offer on the car but it would require her letting me pay her out. She had someone else local looking into the car as well and understandedbly wanted to see what they had to offer. I thought it was a done deal with the other guy so while waiting to hear back from her to tell me that the other guy had bought it, I was scouting supras on Craigslist, which I do still almost everyday, and saw this blue 1991 Supra for sale just like the one I test drove almost 18 years ago. My heart raced, I felt flush. I called the man, he still had it. I drove down the next day and he agreed to let me pay him out and I gave him $500 non refundable dollars. Hot damn! I had finally found what I had been looking for and it just felt right. So the next morning I was going to email Serena to tell her but she had already emailed me saying the other guy flaked out and the car was mine, she'd excepted my offer. Ohhh shit!!! I can't tell you guys how awful I felt because I knew she was going to be pissed at me, and she was. I couldn't blame her because I told her I was a "sure thing". Sooooo I did some very serious apologizing and even sent her some money to go have dinner on me. I think she has forgiven me but I honestly still feel terrible about it. I can't for the life of me figure out why that car hasn't sold yet. I'd still like to have it. It has some very serious badass potential.
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