1983 X1/9 Rebuild – A Long Story…. How I came to buy an X1/9
I've finally go en around to chronicling my two year rebuild of a 1983 X1/9 that I saved from the crusher. It was truly a labor of love, heavy emphasis on the labor part.
Without the help of many of you on Xwebforums, I would never have completed this challenge. So, I thought I "owed" it to you to take the me to recount my journey in some detail. Its a long post with many pictures. I may get around to pos ng it on line but for now, I offer this PDF that you can download and read at your leisure:
The first car that I ever owned was a 1967 Aus n Healey Sprite. I bought it in baskets and boxes from a guy in Brooklyn, NY and spent the summer of 1971 learning how cars worked and with the help of a very knowledgeable friend, managed to completely reassemble and restore the Sprite in me to drive it to my sophomore year of college at Notre Dame. The Sprite’s inaugural ou ng was a 760 mile jaunt west on Interstate 80 in 95 degree heat. Packed in luggage, no radio, no GPS, newly rebuilt engine screaming for hours at 5,000+ RPM with the heater turned on full blast to cool it off - it was a memorable experience.
My first NEW car was a 1974 FIAT X1/9. I bought it sight unseen from the one of the few FIAT dealers in New York City and for the first and only me in my life, paid over invoice to guarantee that I would get one of the very first X’s to hit the NY docks. I wish I had the VIN # for the car. I truly believe it was one of if not the first imported to the US. It was dark brown with a tan interior. A er the Sprite, driving the FIAT from NY to Indiana was like being in a Rolls Royce!
I loved that car and a er a few years began to completely hot rod everything I could. Back then, we had great availability of X1/9 hop up parts and before long I had an AutoX beast that regularly demolished all sorts of MGBs, Spi ires, TR-6s, Porsche 914s, and even the occasional 916! Every part of that car and engine had been worked or replaced – twin 42DCNF Webers, magnesium pulleys, ported, polished, shaved head, shot peened, balanced and lightened cranksha , FAZA cam, con rods, you name it – if it was makeable or buyable, it was on that car. It must have been pumping out over 120 HP but as you might expect, the reliability followed the inverse rela onship curve – it was like a Claymore Road Mine! Boom with regularity!
Eventually, the rust and rot became so bad that I gave the car to a neighbor kid who had helped me wrench on it and moved on to other toys (1985 Toyota MR2, 1997 Acura NSX) but always maintaining my affinity for mid-engine, agile, top off sports cars that brought a smile to my face.