I received a couple of orders for green gauges within a few days of each other. Kind of a strange coincidence. I get an order for green maybe once a year. Two at once? I had to take the opportunity to install each set in test clusters for some photos.
Clutch maintenance time! Everything but the clutch itself. A complete Miata clutch master and slave cylinder swap lies within.
January 13th, 2013 — Sharka pix
I’ve been thinking about this post for a while. Since finishing up with the NA6 interior really. Sharka has just felt so… good. Right. Perfect. Everything is exactly how I want it.
Sharka feels done.
January 5th, 2013 — Spotlight
A small departure from the usual Miata content. This post features something a little bigger and more luxurious.
December 17th, 2012 — Toys
I have a confession to make. I’ve not played with a Hot Wheels car since I was in the single digit age range. After childhood, I just never went back to them. And, to be perfectly honest, they were never my favorite toys. That slot was reserved for my beloved Transformers.
But I think that’s because my childhood Hot Wheels never looked like THIS!
This past October, I had the chance to attend a two day autocross event. I’m embarrassed to say that it was my first time aiming my bumper at cones in about four years. That means it was my first event with a big hair drier bolted to the side of my engine. You know, the one that’s been there for over two years.
Oh well, better late than never.
November 3rd, 2012 — Gauges
Sharka has yet another different set of gauges installed. I call this set Version Warbird.
Does anyone else hear voices in their head?
I don’t often get the opportunity to make colored gauge faces. I made some dark blue ones for a gentleman a couple months ago, but didn’t take any photos. When the order came in for these red gauges, I thought I’d take the opportunity to shoot them and blog about it before I packed them up and shipped them off.
October 23rd, 2012 — Engine
It’s that time again… emissions testing. It is not my very favorite time of year, let me tell you. I’ll be honest, it fills me with dread. I get stressed out. I worry. I fidget. And that’s no good at all.