Well, here it is! The car I hate to love. The source of much of my life's frustrations. Even though I haven't known a day in the four years that I've owned the beast when it has operated flawlessly, I still love it to death and couldn't afford a better sports car. Trust me, this shoddy photo doesn't do it justice. It has the original paint and interior, and both are in fantastic condition. Most people unfamiliar with the Rx-7 don't believe it's almost 20 years old.
It's got a decent sound system, so at least my ears are happy, and it has undergone quite a few performance- enhancing modifications which make the old bucket fun to drive. Besides getting new seats, replacing my brake master cylinder and replacing my steering box, my beloved '7 is slated to get a heart transplant (and I won't even speculate when, anymore). My '7 is so excited about getting its new 13B turbo that some days it decides it just doesn't want to go anywhere! Piece of junk.
Incidentally, I have many Rx-7 parts for sale, including all my '79s stock parts that were upgraded. For more info, check out the list.