Just adding to the mountain of praise on here for Jim, but I couldn’t not drop a review after the work he’s just finished on my Z32.
We all already know Jimmer is the go-to guy for these cars, but experiencing it firsthand is something else. He has given the car a completely new lease of life. That rough idle is entirely sorted, and with the new injectors and new loom in, it honestly runs just like it’s come straight from the factory.
His insight and attention to detail live up to every bit of the hype on this forum. Communication was top-tier throughout, the turnaround was incredibly quick, and—as everyone always says—it was very well-priced for the level of specialist expertise you’re getting. Jim even checked in with me after I got the car back to make sure it was still running perfectly.
Safe to say he’s found another return customer in me; I'm already planning the trip back down to Bristol next year for some new turbos.
Just adding more reinforcement to what this community already knows: if your Z needs sorting, @jimmer is the man!
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mailrebdog ·
You know you have to much horsepower when.....
The emissions test guy starts laughing as soon as you pull onto the rollers.
You can't drive your car in the rain.
Your 'significant other' is afraid to drive your car.
You are afraid to drive your car.
You spend more on tires than on food.
You spend more on car insurance than on house payments.
You look in a state police car and see a picture of your car taped to the dash.
You throw your underwear in the garbage rather than the hamper.
You have to go to the track to buy gas.
Your mechanic names the new wing of his shop after you.
Bobby Labonte and Dale Jarrett wave you by.
You can make the Kessel Run in less than 12 parsecs.
You're tempted to wear your fire suit just to drive to the office.
Red signal lights shift to green as you're approaching then shift back to red as you're receding.
You arrive somewhere before you left.
You get pulled over for doing 155 in a 35 but the cops will let you go if "they can look under the hood."
You remove the $2000 stereo system to save 6 lb. of weight.
You are not allowed to run in the Silver State Challenge.
You get an anonymous phone call asking if you are interested in being in the Cannonball Run.
Your face looks like you are riding a NASA centrifuge when you drive the car.
You need parachute braking.
Your 'significant other' won't even ride in the car.
There is no possible way to "sneak out" of your neighborhood at 6 am.
Your pets scramble for their hiding spots as soon as the garage door is opened.
Family photos throughout the house are replaced with life-sized posters of your car.
Fuel is delivered to your home: in 55 gallon drums!
You carry earplugs in your car.
The only spot on the car which receives any regular cleaning is the windshield.
You find out that side mirrors don't hold up at speeds exceeding 145 mph.
You spend more time on two wheels than most people spend over 55mph.
You watch the gas guage go down visibly as you cruise along the highway.
The guys down at the informal strip won't run against you without a 10 second lead.
(pretty funny taken of ttnet)