Everyday for at least two years I walked past this shining pearl. It lived right around the corner from me. Over the years around where I live there has been some really good cars. The first jzx100 I ever laid eyes on lived across from the local shop. A metallic navy sileighty on Te37s slammed, right on the way to college. These were some serious cars hiding amongst the normal streets. These were times before anyone was really even importing cars from the rising sun. One day when I was coming home this shiny new Silvia appeared. I thought it was here for a visit but then each day it was there in the same place when I was coming home. The Silvia would lurk in between Ibiza’s, Cordoba’s, Polo’s, Daewoo’s, the usual suburban family wagons parked one after another from one end of the street to the next.
