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Well, well, this took off way better than I expected. I half expected to scare everyone off with the car guy nerdery, but it seems to be a fairly popular concept. Glad you guys like it so far, thanks for all the reviews, and hope you enjoy chapter two! And FYI, while there's some more car nerdery this chapter, chapter three has the promise of good sexy time for Inuyasha!
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“Ugh, yeah, should be great. When are you looking for the first couple of cars delivered?”
“I would like the majority, if not all of them, within three months.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you there. Did you just say you want this list done in three months?”
“Yes I did. Two would be better still, but I understand it is a large list.”
“Two? I’m sorry Mr. Takahashi, but, are you out of your mind? Two to three months for some of the rarest cars in the world? We can spend more than three months restoring some of the more severe projects to Concours quality, you want this whole lot done in three or less?”
“No, I’m most certainly not insane. And while I understand the time frame is tight, I’ve heard you’re the people to come to for classic cars around here. As for the cars, while I expect extremely good runners, and solid bodies and fit and finish, Concours quality is not an absolute necessity.
I’m looking for drivers, so for the most part numbers matching, all original cars are not necessary. I’m not interested in clones, but rebuilds or period modified cars are perfectly fine, so long as they run the way they should.
Oh, and it should be mentioned in the list, but save the cars in which it wasn’t an option, manual gearboxes are a must. Other than that, I’m largely open to suggestion.”
“That’s a start. But you have to understand right up front, if you want this many rare cars this fast, it’s gonna cost way more than it would have to do this the normal way. I don’t have time to go out and track down barn finds and projects and nurse them all back to health if I’m delivering the lot of them within three months or so. And that’s the way to do it economically; if you want them fast they’re coming from other dealers, auctions, private collectors. I’m going to have to track down restored or survivor cars and buy them on your behalf, and they come with the premium of someone else having done the work.”
“That is fine. Expense is not a concern, so long as the cars are ready to be driven and look and feel factory or better.”
“In that case, I hate to be rude, but I’m gonna need a credit check. I mean, there are multiple, multi-million dollar vehicles on this list. There’s multiple one of one cars on cars on the list, hell, there are cars that are one of none in this country on the list. Some of these imports are relatively new, or at least aren’t flying under the twenty-five year import exemption, so they’re gonna be expensive to get into the country. A couple of these I guarantee will need real work, a couple are just notorious bastards, and a couple are just the high power, high strung rides that need constant upkeep.”
“That is understandable. Can you set to work on the list as soon as the background check clears?”
“Gladly. Though, as I said, this is gonna be freakishly expensive. I mean, basically I’m gonna be tracking and working on these myself. So I have to pay overtime for my staff, if not supplement them with a couple of freelancers, to keep up with our regular flow of cars through this place. And not to flatter myself, but I don’t come cheap, at least not after supplementing the shop with the extra labor I’m taking up by chasing this list of cars for you, which is basically gonna be a round the clock job.”
“Fine by me, Mr. Sashido. Start on the list as soon as you can, I can provide you with more liquid cash if you need it as you provide the cars. I understand with the auction process, especially with commissions, the cash output racks up fast.”
“Oh, yes it does. Yes it does.” Inuyasha said as he grabbed the phone, searching through the pull out drawer under the table for the paperwork to fill out to check his mystery customer’s financial history.
~~~~~~One Hour Later~~~~~~
Inuyasha looked out over his beloved dealership, watching Sesshomaru Takahashi take in the glorious flanks of the new Pagani Zonda Cinque sitting on his showroom floor, the glorious orange and black Italian supercar seeming to please the dai-youkai. The AMG V-12 powered, six-speed manual beast had monstrous power, gorgeous looks, a beautiful interior, low weight, and a taught suspension capable of keeping the rocket stable and controlled even at its massive top speeds.
“Ugh huh, he’s worth how much? I…see. Thanks for the help man, you have to stop by, take the new BRZ for a drive, it’s gonna be here in a week. Talk to you later, bye.” Inuyasha put the phone down, his contact having come in handy. Apparently, Sesshomaru wasn’t blowing smoke up his ass; apparently he had the resources to have a couple dozen people do it for him if that was his goal.
Walking down to the showroom, he approached Mr. Takahashi and put his hand out to the tailored suit clad demon.
“Well, I guess we have a deal Mr. Takahashi. I’ll jump to work on the list right away.”
“Excellent. Oh, and I’ll take this one.” Sesshomaru motioned to the Pagani. If he hadn’t have just gotten the news he had, Inuyasha would have questioned such an immediate decision, most tried to at least get a test drive, or at least the glorious Merc AMG engine turned over before buying.
“Sounds good. Kagome, can you help Mr. Takahashi here with the Zonda, I need to get to work on this list.”
“But of course, right this way Mr. Takahashi, and may I say, excellent choice on the Zonda. Phenomenal Mercedes V12 in them, and far rarer on the street than competitors like the Murceilago or the Ferrari 458. Even more so as this particular example is one of one, being the only Zonda Cinque to have been specially ordered from Pagani with the six speed manual instead of the sequential gearbox…”
Kagome lead the other dog demon into her office, to fill out the necessary paperwork to get the supercar tagged and titled to its new owner. Inuyasha meanwhile, went to his own office, searching for a tentative lead he had on the first car on Sesshomaru’s list; a 1968 Ford Mustang GT 390 fastback, in Dark Highland Green. Or, in layman’s terms, the Bullitt Mustang.
~~~~~~Two Hours Later~~~~~~
Inuyasha shifted up into sixth as he roared down the highway. Having crossed from California into Arizona, the hanyou took a quick glance at his map to make sure he was headed the right way, before looking back to the empty two lane highway he was thundering down.
Behind the wheel of a bright purple metallic, Pontiac Trans-Am WS6, the hanyou hoped against hope the Mustang he was going to see would pay off. A few weeks earlier, he’d caught wind of a barn find Mustang 390 fastback, still in its factory green, the very desirable color prized due its appearance on the flanks of Steve McQueen’s Mustang in the movie Bullitt, a movie featuring one of the earliest and greatest car chases of all time.
Earlier he hadn’t had the time to chase down a potential ghost, but motivated by his new client, he’d managed to get a number, and after a few minutes of jawing the owner, an invite to come see the long hidden pony car, hidden in a shed out in a speed bump of a town in the Arizona desert. Which was how the hanyou found himself driving one of the dealership’s own restored pony cars, albeit this one a much newer example, through the desert towards his tenuous lead.
Wind rushing in through the lowered windows and the removed T-top roof, the hanyou leaned heavier on the throttle, letting the rare, one of ten sports car work the muscle of its 5.7 liter V8. The car was indeed a specialty in its own right, one of only ten WS6 coupes, the highest performing factory Firebirds put out for the car’s fourth and final generation, dressed in the extremely rare bright purple, a color almost immediately dropped due to poor sales.
Thankfully, his high speed cruise soon had him counting the mailbox numbers along the quiet road, until finally he saw a dirt turn off with the correct address. Slowing, he pushed the clutch in, downshifted and turned right onto the path. Letting the clutch out in second, Inuyasha kicked the car sideways and kept his foot in it, driving the car back the direction he wanted to go.
Driving down the dirt path led him to an old house, which he pulled to a stop in front of. A short ways behind it, the dirt path led to an old, somewhat decrepit wood barn. Hopefully, the very barn Sesshomaru’s first car was waiting for him in.
“I’m guessing you’re the young man I spoke to on the telephone.”
“That’d be me. Nice to meet you in the flesh.” Inuyasha spoke to the man approaching him, an older human who’d come from around the side of the house. Shaking the human’s hand, he wiped his brow in the blazing hot sun.
“Come to take a look at the old Mustang eh? I had a local guy here a few days ago, but I think it scared him off. Perhaps you’ll have better luck.”
“I certainly hope so. You said it’s been sitting here for several decades?”
“Yep. Far as I can figure it, it’s got to be at least twenty seven years it’s been sitting in the barn. I know it ran when it went in, but that was a long time ago.”
“Always been an Arizona car?” The hanyou asked. Cars that had lived their lives in arid regions, such as Arizona or Nevada, were the best case scenario for a car restorer. High heat and low precipitation generally added up to as little rust and oxidation as possible in the older vehicles, whereas cars hailing from places like Vermont and Maine could have showroom paint jobs and frames that were virtually rotted out entirely.
“Yep, titled to my brother by the Ford dealer right in town. My father co-signed it with him back in the day. Ran the car like a bat out of hell until the police ticketed him right out of it. Eventually my father got so sick of bailing him out of speeding tickets he put it in the garage, hid the keys, and gave my brother his old Galaxy automatic. Broke his poor heart that day.”
“I can imagine.” Inuyasha chuckled as the man unlocked and pulled open the barn doors.
“I found the keys hidden under a desk drawer in my father’s room a few years ago, he hadn’t left any notice of their whereabouts in his will. My brother moved out of the country, and I’m too old to get the thing going and drive it, so I figured I might part with it.”
“Well, that’s certainly a 390 fastback. Would you mind terribly if I tried to start it?”
“If you can get it turn over you can take it for a test drive if you’re so inclined. Honestly, this long sitting I’d just love to see it run again.”
“Well, I am looking for one to restore for a buyer. And, he specifically told me he’s looking for drivers, so it isn’t going to be sitting up on someone’s mantel or hidden in a barn for another thirty years.”
“Excellent.” The man responded as Inuyasha popped the hood, propping it up as he got a look at the 390 V8 sitting under the hood, the block still painted the factory Ford blue. While dusty as all hell, everything looked stock, the valve covers, air cleaner, carb, it all looked to be the factory setup the pony car had come with in 1968.
Walking back to the Pontiac, Inuyasha grabbed out a battery charger, a five gallon gas can full of high-octane, and his tool box. Walking back, he set the gas can down and connected the juiced-up battery charger to the long drained car battery in the Mustang.
Grabbing out a socket, the hanyou quickly removed the air cleaner and blew it out, checking for any major blockages. Checking the carb, he sprayed the thing out with a cleaner to remove any gummed up fuel, and gave it a shot of quick start, a very high octane propellant used to fire a stubborn engine up.
Giving the plugs a quick check, he found they were all still producing a spark, and so put all eight back in the motor. The air cleaner went back on, and he poured the high octane gas into the tank, checking to find that nothing had run out after pouring it. The car had retained most of its oil, though to be safe the hanyou found a container and drained a couple of quarts to pour in a couple of fresh ones, then having left the battery charger on to generate enough juice to hopefully crank it over, he got behind the wheel.
“Well, here goes nothing.”
Cranking the ignition, the old V8 started to crank, the starter motor still moving the pistons up and down. It took a good ten seconds of nothing before a few odd fires were heard, and then with a roar the big Ford V8 fired over. It almost immediately stalled, but Inuyasha put his foot to the accelerator and the motor revved. It sucked a good bit of old gas through before inhaling some fresh, and the idle began to settle down and hold itself.
“Man, that thing is smoking like a bandit.” The man spoke, seeing the dual exhaust blowing puffs of smoke out the back of the car with a rough idle.
“Yeah, likely oxidation in the cylinders and the exhaust. The pistons will scrub the cylinders clean, and the heat will blow the exhaust out in a few minutes. Let me play with that carb for a minute and this thing might see the road under its own power yet.”
Taking a screwdriver, Inuyasha played with the carburetor setting, adjusting the jets to lean the fuel and air mixture out a bit, getting the car’s idle to calm down. While a partial teardown was in order back at Performance Unlimited, the Mustang was actually running well for a pony car that hadn’t seen daylight in thirty years.
A tap of the gas pedal brought a bellow through the dual exhausts, and a slight rumble through the entire chassis. Grabbing a bottle of glass cleaner, Inuyasha scrubbed the windows, the body itself needed a buffing like nobody’s business, the green paint horribly faded.
Checking the tires, he found them low but holding air. The small compressor he’d brought along was grabbed from the Pontiac’s trunk and the tires were back up to factory spec. Getting in, he was joined by the owner, and lowering the parking brake, he let the forty-year old clutch out with a bit of gas.
Rolling out of the barn he gave it a bit of gas, then pushed the clutch in and pressed the brake. With a squeal, the brake pads met the rust covered drums and the car slowed. Letting the clutch out again, he accelerated a bit more, heading up the dirt road, before stopping again. He did the same twice more, burning the rust off the brakes and insuring they were working, quite well for such a long-stored vehicle, before pulling right out onto the road.
“Man, I can’t believe you got this thing running again. Never thought I’d see the day.” Inuyasha was quietly glad to have made the man’s day getting the family sports car running again, though his business sense did fret slightly over giving the other a big injection of sentimentality by having the beast on the road once more.
Easing up into second, Inuyasha let the clutch out and gave it a bit of throttle, easing the car up to thirty, before shifting into third. There he leaned a bit heavier on the gas, letting the Mustang roll its way to sixty before going up into the fourth and final cog on the Ford’s shifter.
He let the car roll for half a mile or so, before pulling out of fourth, moving it about in free play in neutral, trying to feel the gearbox out for any bad seals or stressed bushing or linkages.
“Something wrong with the trans?”
“No, it actually feels really tight.” Inuyasha dropped into third and let the clutch out with gas. Immediately, the very aged, narrow, bias-ply tires squealed and the front end lifted as the car moved forward with a vicious snarl from under hood.
“Yeah, they actually had put a trans pack in the car when my brother got it. The dealer was into road racing and all that, and he got the local parts supplier to put together a kit of Hurst components, most of the shifting linkage and bushings and all are from them, and were installed at the dealer.”
“You can feel it, it’s still tighter than they generally were new.” Inuyasha spoke as he shifted up into fourth, riding the gas for a second before letting off and letting it roll along in gear. A ways up, he turned around and drove back, pulling back onto the dirt road, he gassed it a bit and let the ass end get out, catching it and pulling down the road in a blaze of glory.
Pulling back into the barn, Inuyasha let it idle for a minute, then put it in gear, pulled the handbrake and shut the motor. Getting out Inuyasha took another look at the car before looking back at the owner.
“Alright, well it runs, what were you looking to get for it?” Inuyasha inquired, running a mental tally on what all the car would need in his head.
“Well, what would you be offering for it, as is?”
“Well, a perfect example could hit about forty thousand. This one maybe a bit more because it’s numbers matching, and the correct Bullitt paint scheme and wheels. But, obviously this one isn’t quite perfect.
It’s gonna need pretty much everything rubber replaced; the tires, the belts, the hoses, etc. The engine needs to be gone over, all the fluids need to be done, the brakes need to be scrubbed and rebuilt, the wheels need to be refinished, it needs a hell of a buffing, most of the trim is starting to deteriorate, and the interior needs to be brought back to life.
All in all, I’d really like to give you, maybe seventeen five for it?”
“I was thinking something like twenty-five myself. How about twenty two and half?”
“Twenty one five and it’s a deal.”
“Aww, hell, it was nice getting to take a ride in it again. You got a deal.”
“Excellent, thank you very much. I’ll have a trailer out to pick it up in a couple of hours if that’s alright.”
“Not a problem.”
“Here we go, that’s one, two, three, four, five thousand. Here’s another five, one, two more of those. That’s twenty, one, and your last five hundred. Twenty-one thousand, five hundred dollars my friend.” Inuyasha counted the cash out, having brought a few stacks from the five million Sesshomaru had given him, and laid the stacks of hundreds out on the hood of his Trans-Am, counting them before handing them to the owner.
“Excellent, great doing business with you.”
“And you. Hey, just out of curiosity, do you know if this address is right?” Inuyasha asked, pulling his map. He had an apparent Audi/Volkswagen collector of sorts marked on the map, though with spotty intel it was easy to show up and find an empty building where a bunch of cars should have been, or tracking down a rare gem to find a generic wreck for sale for some ludicrous sum of money.
“Oh yeah, I’ve dealt with that guy. Had to get new trim pieces for my daughter’s little Volkswagen a few years back and he had them. Nice guy, a little quirky but seemed knowledgeable.”
“Great, thank you. Apparently he’s got an old Audi Quattro in his possession, another of the cars my buyer is looking for. Hopefully I’ll strike it lucky twice today.”
“Best of luck with that.”
“Thanks.” Inuyasha chuckled as he made sure everything was safely stored in the back of the Trans-Am, before getting in and firing the car up. Backing up, he swung the purple Pontiac round, then pulled up the driveway, quickly phoning the shop to call for a trailer.
~~~~~~One Hour Later~~~~~~
‘Well, at least I hit it on the Mustang.’ Inuyasha mused to himself as he looked at was once a red 1984 Audi Ur-Quattro, the car a disheveled and almost unrecognizable ghost of its former self. In truth, they’d taken on far worse projects to be sure, the chassis and what body panels were on the car were rust free and fairly straight, though with the time constraints he was under restoring it in time wasn’t going to be all that feasible.
It was a shame really, the car was an icon in its day and still deserved to be. Built from the Audi parts bin in the early eighties, the Quattro essentially existed for rally racing. After noting the extreme edge four wheel drive delivered on bad terrain, even against much more powerful cars, Audi designers decided to try mating it to a performance car.
The Quattro was the end result. A turbocharged five cylinder motor, five speed manual, mated to a four wheel drive system, all wrapped in a fairly compact coupe body pieced together from Audi body panels and interior bits. It was arguably the first real four wheel drive performance car, and the first time a turbocharged engine and four wheel drive were paired, a combo that even into the modern day brought rally victories to Ford, Lancia, Mitsubishi and Subaru.
“So, what do you think?”
“I see some potential in it, but to be honest with you, my buyer is looking for too narrow a timeline for me to use it. I just really don’t see rebuilding that motor and getting it back on the road fast enough.”
“Well, is your buyer looking for it to be bone stock?”
“Not necessarily why?”
“Well, to be honest, I got a bit carried away with this thing. Big a project as it is, I happened upon a couple of deals and jumped on them, and in addition to the motor I have the European ECU, camshaft, and exhaust to put the original motor back to Euro specs, which should put almost forty horsepower back in it.”
“Interesting, though I still don’t think the extra parts alone are gonna help me much.”
“There is one other thing. You have a potential 2.1 liter motor here that with a bit of TLC has plenty of life left in her. But, like I said, I got carried away with this thing. Among some other European market trim pieces, I got another two point one liter engine, but from a Euro-spec Sport Quattro. Another hundred horsepower, same size motor, slots right in, and it runs perfectly.”
“Well he did say some modification is alright, and it is a period correct, Audi sourced Quattro motor. You know what, let me give him a call. If I don’t have to rebuild the motor, getting the body and the interior and the running gear back in order might be doable in the time I have to work with.”
“Sounds great.”
Inuyasha walked away from the somewhat eccentric human, a Volkswagen/Porsche/Audi enthusiast, and pulled his cell phone. Resting on the door of his parked Pontiac, he dialed the number Sesshomaru had given him, and waited for the dog demon to answer.
“Sesshomaru Takahashi.”
“Ugh hey, Mr. Takahashi, this is Inuyasha, from Performance Unlimited.”
“Of course, things going well in your search?”
“Ugh yeah, possibly. Do you have a minute, I have something I need to run by you.”
“Certainly, what is it that concerns you?”
“Well, I’ve got a potential Quattro lined up, it’s an ’84, red like you indicated you would prefer, has the factory Ronal wheels, but it’s really rough. I mean straight frame and body, rust free, but it’s mostly disassembled. The only reason I’m still considering it is the owner has already sourced a bunch of parts for it.
What I want to know is, would a full engine swap be acceptable to you?”
“I suppose it would depend on the engine. If you’re asking if you can drop a Chevy 350 in, the answer’s certainly a no.” A hint of suspicion laced Sesshomaru’s voice, the dog wondering for a brief second if his trust, and money, had been misplaced in the hanyou.
“No, no. That’s just it actually, the motor I may be able to get with it, is the more powerful five cylinder they put in the later, and much harder to find, Sport Quattro models. They certainly weren’t as good looking as the regular, but they did have a hundred horsepower more in street trim, and with a bit of tuning I can probably raise that further if you want. I know rally prepped models could crack five hundred easily so there’s a lot of potential, and it would give this thing real sleeper status.”
“To be honest with you, I deliberated between the two of them for a while. I wanted the Sport Quattro, but personally I do agree with you that the Ur-Quattro’s were prettier.” The dog neglected to mention he already owned two of the Sport models as well back in Japan. “If you can mate that motor to the regular Quattro, that would be a very nice touch.”
“Excellent, I’ll talk to him and see if I can’t make a deal, thanks for your time.”
“Not a problem.”
Inuyasha hung up, and walked back over. This could actually work well for him, the Quattro’s were a rare car and a popular one for their ground breaking design and rally domination. If he could get the extra parts thrown in, not only could he sell the rebuilt and modified car to Sesshomaru, but he could build the original motor at his leisure and part it along with the rest of the redundant parts he didn’t need, thus reducing the money he had to put into the car to sell it.
“Well, with the Sport Quattro motor, he’d be interested. For all the work that it needs, I’m definitely gonna need the motor all the original pieces from this, and the extras and spares you bought.”
“That’s fine. Sad as I am to part with it, I really should just sell it all and be done with it. I actually have a modified Beetle almost done, so really I’d like to get my money back out of this and put it into finishing that before I dive into another project.”
“I know that feeling. It’s hard to turn down anything with potential. You said you wanted to get your money out of it, what do you have in it?”
“The car, the spare parts, and the motor all together have got me for about sixteen. I did good on the car, but that motor killed me. I’d really to get something like eighteen for it, any bit extra towards my Beetle would be nice.”
“Eighteen’s pretty steep to be honest. How about this, you have some more finished stuff out there right?”
“Yeah. Feel free to look.”
“Yeah.” Inuyasha did, walking out behind the small shop. There were a number of really wrecked parts cars, various Audi sedans, a dozen stripped Beetles, a VW van, even a truly demolished Porsche 928. A few covered cars caught his eye, and pulling them off, he found a couple of interesting buys.
Covered, there was a fairly sharp looking VW bus, an Audi 4000CS with a bunch of European trim pieces, a decent looking, though automatic Porsche Boxster, and a strangely perfect first generation Volkswagen Golf GTI. While none of them were on the list, the GTI would be a stupid easy sell at the shop, and the 4000S had a following, and if nothing else they really did need another shop car anyway, while fun, driving the new supercars to get parts or lunch was bound to inevitably get something really expensive destroyed on the hanyou’s dime.
“These for sale too?”
“Possibly, what are you interested in?”
Looking around, the hanyou glanced at the Audi and VW again, and over at a couple of solid looking body panels that appeared to be the stock bits for the 4000CS. Running a quick total in his head, he decided to throw out a figure and hope the money would attract the human.
“How about this? You want your Beetle done, would forty grand get you there?”
“Easily, what are you looking to pay forty grand for?”
“I’m thinking the GTI, the Audi 4000 and its spare pieces, and the Quattro and everything that goes with it. You’ll get a couple of finished projects and a bear of one waiting to be done off your hands, and I get the car I need and a couple of used cars for the shop.”
“Not a bad price by any means, though I’m not huge on the thought of my GTI sitting on a used car lot.”
“It’s not a used car lot by any means, it isn’t going to be sitting next to any pedestrian Camry or Accord. When I say I need more used cars, it’s just that the classic and specialty groups tend to be an infinite void for these type of cars. I mean, I know of a half dozen VW or GTI groups that would grab that thing in a heartbeat, even the Audi I know of a couple of good clubs that are into the 4000’s and would be interested in buying one, and certainly the replacement parts.”
“Well, in that case, I could see it. And forty grand would definitely get my Beetle project finished. Not like I ever drive the GTI anyway, much as I love it. You got a deal.”
“Excellent, I’ll call for a trailer.”
Inuyasha rang for a transporter to pick the three cars up, and then produced forty grand in cash for the human. Thankfully, they had a tag transfer in the town, and all three were signed over to Inuyasha by time the trailer arrived.
The GTI went in, then the somewhat rough running 4000, and finally the Quattro was pushed in. The extra parts were secured in place so they wouldn’t fly around, and the hanyou pulled away, truck and trailer in tow as he headed back, a bit of confidence building as he’d tracked down two of the dog demon’s cars his first day at it.
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