1970 ‘Z’ Restoration – A CatzEyez View
I am a tabby cat, my name is Eric CATona (I was given this name because of my inclination towards violence) , I live with four Nissans (two of them are Zeds) and my human Mum and Dad.
I wanted to write this article to blow the myth about doing up Zeds, even though my Dad did most of the restoration on the 1970 Zed (with a bit of interference from my Mum) , he would not have been able to do it without my help.
You’re probably thinking what an earth can a common or garden tabby cat do to assist in the restoration of a Zed, well, for a start if I hadn’t have been there, who would my Dad have had to shout and swear at when things weren’t going
And my fur was really handy for him to wipe his hands on when there were no rags around. No matter what happened I stayed in the garage, watching carefully, soaking up all the intricacies of a Zed restoration (OK, most of the time I was asleep, but cats have excellent hearing you know!) . I was always there to give a helping paw when necessary (and particularly when not necessary!).
I found that my magnetic collar (used for getting into my Cat-Flap) had a secondary se for removing items carefully placed on the garage floor or kitchen table, I was able to transport them to other more suitable places, usually out of sight of my Dad.
I can see his face now as he spent many a happy hour trying to find circlips and other small metallic pieces which I had thoughtfully placed elsewhere. Of course he never tells anyone about my crucial involvement in the restoration , does he?
One of my specialist areas is rigorous comfort testing of Zed upholstery and body panels, it may be of interest for you to know that after exhaustive testing I have discovered that for a feline of my build (a tubby tabby) the most comfortable place is the rear seat of a 260Z 2+2, the seat well is just the right depth, in second place is the drivers side foot well on the 240Z (carpeted) , those pedals are most handy for scratching those inaccessible places.
I have also presented the ‘Best Sun Shade’ award to the front offside wing (without head lamp cowl).
Another subject that I have studied in great detail is the finish on body work. In the photo you will see me carefully scrutinising the paint job, in my opinion two-pack is the only way to go, unless I can see the other tabby cat who looks just the same as me in the door panels, the finish is NOT good enough.
I have had many a fight with this particular cat, my Dad seems to get a bit concerned about this, I don’t know why though, a few go faster claw marks add that ‘je ne sais quoi’ to the overall effect, and besides that, certain properties within my coat also make me an excellent duster when rolling all over the bonnet and roof.
I was also a bit hurt when my suggestion for a new more appealing bonnet mascot of a dead sparrow was rejected out of hand, I thought it looked really impressive, but my Mum and Dad voted against me two to one on this subject. I was fascinated to find that gearbox oil smells exactly like used kitty litter, my Dad tried to explain to me that what is inside is not what it smells like, but it did not deter me from attempting to add my own certain bouquet to aid the efficiency of the gearbox!
The engine rebuild gave me a chance to learn about the straight six engine, and although not as comfortable as the interior, the engine bay has its own charms, warmth being one of them,
however, that big white windmill thing does tend to make a bit of a draught.
I think that is about it really, I hope you can see that this restoration lark is a piece of puss!, and I have the photographs to prove it!.