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I have a JDM with 17" alloys - 225 on front and 235 on rear So in theory I can replace the 235 with 245???? (if I keep the wheels that is)

I called Phil Monday to order some EBC redstuff pads, but he had none in stock but he said I could have the Endless VN set for the same price (£50 for rears only). They arrived today - cheers Phil! ps - I forgot to pay so sent by paypal this morning

yep - will get quotes this week. Love the idea of doing the roof high gloss black now!

I had thought about a different colour - not sure if it will ruin the 'lines' of the car - if you know what I mean! Any idea how much a roof respray would cost? bearing in mind there is no blending needed...??

arrows should be pointing forward on wheels ;-) I quite like them - certainly make the car stand out but a little too bold for me!

I think its safe to say my 350z is the oldest in the country; if not in existence, being the 6th one ever made - and time has definately taken its toll - especially on the paintwork! Registered in 2002 and I have had it a year now and it is low mileage (27k) but has obviouly been keep outside in the sun all of its life as the paint is really wearing off on the roof. See pics. The paintwork on the roof looks like someone has been at it with a Black and Decker belt sander!! but I am assured this is natural wear and exposure to sun and poor initial spraying. When I bought the car a year ago, it was noticeable and the price did reflect that - but over the last year it has got drastically worse! Also, its only on the roof - rest of bodywork is sound which seems a bit strange? Poor pic as taken on phone, but the white area ISNT a relection of clouds !! Also the car is dirty and covered in dust and grime... Until I can afford to get the roof resprayed, can anyone recommend some kind of wax/colourant to put on the blemishes so they dont stand out so much?? Any idea how much a roof respray would cost? Can anyone recommend a good sprayer in the Kent area? Thanks in advance for any suggestions/recommendations Dave

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I only notice a difference in sound whilst driving and hitting the magical 4000rpm - revving whilst stationary sounds pretty much the same to me

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Greetings!! and welcome to the forum!

Got this bit wrong - he actually charges £30/hour but he quoted me on the job (£100) not on hourly rate. Just as well - took him 3 1/2 hours to fit clutch, and 1 1/2 to bleed the hydraulics after (thanks for the heads-up on that one Phil, much appreciated!!!) - Anyway - I gave him the £100 and offered a £20 tip, which he refused and apologised profusely for the time delay! - top bloke! - will definately use him again. If any of you guys live in South East (Maidstone way) and need a mechanic let me know and I will give you his phone number! Anyway - job done! - I just keep stalling the car at the moment!! - the clutch bite is much lower than before - also the pedal is so much lighter than before - but I will get used to it. Total Cost: New clutch and Labour - £356 - RESULT!!! Thanks again to Big Phil for supply and post sales support!!!

Dont see many Zed's where I live (Maidstone) but tonight I saw x2 - both red, both on the same road, going the same way, 15 seconds apart! (Willington Street, Maidstone) - I flashed both - anyone here?

Mine went last week at 26k. Stock clutch kits are £250 JWT £365 both from Big Phil I am getting mine fitted next week for £100 - but expect to pat between £250-300 for fitting

Oh, how dull and behind the times am I LOL - i have only just been sent it

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Dear Minister, I'm in the process of renewing my passport but I am a total loss to understand or believe the hoops I am being asked to jump through. How is it that Bert Smith of T.V. Rentals in Basingstoke has my address and telephone number and knows that I bought a satellite dish from them back in 1994, and yet, the Government is still asking me where I was born and on what date? How come that nice West African immigrant chappy who comes round every Thursday night with his DVD rentals van can tell me every film or video I have had out since he started his business up eleven years ago, yet you still want me to remind you of my last three jobs, two of which were with contractors working for the government? How come the T.V. detector van can tell if my T.V. is on, what channel I am watching and whether I have paid my licence or not, and yet if I win the government run lottery they have no idea I have won or where I am and will keep the bloody money to themselves if I fail to claim in good time. Do you people do this by hand? You have my birth date on numerous files you hold on me, including the one with all the income tax forms I've filed for the past 30-odd years. It's on my health insurance card, my driver's licence, on the last four passports I've had, on all those stupid customs declaration forms I've had to fill out before being allowed off the planes and boats over the last 30 years, and all those insufferable census forms that are done every ten years and the electoral registration forms I have to complete, by law, every time our lords and masters are up for re-election. Would somebody please take note, once and for all, I was born in Maidenhead on the 4th of March 1957, my mother's name is Mary, her maiden name was Reynolds, my father's name is Robert, and I'd be absolutely astounded if that ever changed between now and the day I die! I apologise Minister. I'm obviously not myself this morning. But between you and me, I have simply had enough! You mail the application to my house, then you ask me for my address. What is going on? Do you have a gang of Neanderthals working there? Look at my damn picture. Do I look like Bin Laden? I don't want to activate the Fifth Reich for God's sake! I just want to go and park my weary backside on a sunny, sandy beach for a couple of week's well-earned rest away from all this crap. Well, I have to go now, because I have to go to back to Salisbury and get another copy of my birth certificate because you lost the last one. AND to the tune of 60 quid! What a racket THAT is!! Would it be so complicated to have all the services in the same spot to assist in the issuance of a new passport the same day? But nooooo, that'd be too damn easy and maybe make sense. You'd rather have us running all over the place like chickens with our heads cut off, then find some tosser to confirm that it's really me on the goddamn picture - you know... the one where we're not allowed to smile in case we look as if we are enjoying the process! Hey, you know why we can't smile? 'Cause we're totally fed up! I served in the armed forces for more than 25 years including over ten years at the Ministry of Defence in London. I have had security clearances which allowed me to sit in the Cabinet Office, five seats away from the Prime Minister while he was being briefed on the first Gulf War and I have been doing volunteer work for the British Red Cross ever since I left the Services. However, I have to get someone 'important' to verify who I am -- you know, someone like my doctor... Who, before he got his medical degree 6 months ago......... WAS BORN AND RAISED IN PAKISTAN!!! Yours sincerely, An Irate British Citizen

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