All the cars in yesterday’s post were reasonably conventional. That is, as conventional as six-foot bamboo-spike exhausts can be. Here’s some of the weirder stuff in Daisuke’s yard.
GX71 Chaser with “Japan’s dirtiest 1JZ”, as Daisuke said.
Take another look. That’s a Crown grille and lights mounted on the rear end of a Gloria. Red ski-racks complete the fake cop-car look
If you’ve ever seen these teddy-bear wheels before, you’d know that airbrushing Pooh on them is a major improvement.
Caddie? Nope, Nissan President with front-end conversion.
Here’s a cool one. Nissan Crew with Wats, bolt-on overfenders, Hakosuka wing and…
…a genuinely filthy Nismo RB26DETT N1 engine.
The engine, as well as the seats and gauge cluster came from a write-off wreck, apparently. Hello Kitty seat mats were extra.
Don’t forget the police light and boxy Pioneer speakers.
Almost every zokusha styling cue has been thrown at this Suzuki Alto. A huge box fender and wing job, slick racing tyres, fake chin-mount oil-cooler, truck indicators, a front grille stolen from a Mercedes Benz and a turbo engine conversion. The front headlights have been replaced with something random from another car, with a pair Alto turbo fenders matched up with the naturally-aspirated bonnet.
More bamboo-spike exhausts. For anyone who is trying to copy this style, please note the diameter of the pipe, the angle of the pipe, and how the pipe is cut at an angle at the exhaust end. I’ve never seen a zokusha-style exhaust in a country outside of Japan done right yet, and it’s not that hard.
The roof and floor of the interior are trimmed in astroturf. Of course, there’s a little tray for your special ladyfriend’s shoes.
Untended cars in Japan return to nature pretty quickly.
This rare 1972 Subaru R-2 wasn’t as bad as it looked.
I asked Daisuke to show me his widest, lowest offset wheel. The result did not disappoint.
Of course, a random Brabus Merc was just sitting there, minding its own business, covered in fibreglass flares.
All of these photos were taken quite a while ago, so I have no idea what Daisuke is up to these days. I’ve completely forgotten how to get to his workshop too, so it’s time to dig through that pile of business cards I have somewhere.