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+1 to everything Nixy says. You won't regret getting the tiptronic Z, and £18k is a substantial budget these days, if you can find one in the spec you want.

http://www.350z-tech.com/zwiki/Steering ... ol_Install

That's a lovely piece of design work.

That one must have whiskers on it.

Glad you came out of it OK, Alex. Excellent piece of driving in those conditions.

+1

They won't fit the JDM with standard 17" wheels, then. The diameter of the centre cap is about 52mm.

Do you know what diameter these are?

It's a really annoying "beep" sound when you engage reverse, but it may only be on the tiptronics (like mine). Consider yourself lucky - if I could find a way of getting rid of it, I would, cause it drives me nuts at times!

Just had a play with that Seems a few of my old cars are still going Which one did you use to search - did you pay the £3.50 for each search?

It might need the terminals changed - see this thread for the full story - viewtopic.php?f=37&t=3948&hilit=battery&start=0 Let us know how you get on.

I think you can use any battery that will fit the tray. I seem to remember a thread years ago from Tim (Lomoto) saying that he got one at Halfrauds that fitted fine and it caused no problems thereafter.

I got one from Paul, who just happened to have one spare. Try R35Lee or eBay - Nissan stealer prices are crazy!

My problems returned, and I ended up replacing the motor on one side and lubricating the mechanism on both. All seems fine now.

I'll get my coat!

A man is dining in a fancy restaurant and there is a gorgeous redhead sitting at the next table. He has been checking her out since he sat down, but lacks the nerve to talk with her. Suddenly she sneezes, and her glass eye comes flying out of its socket toward the man. He reflexively reaches out, grabs it out of the air, and hands it back. 'Oh my, I am so sorry,' the woman says as she pops her eye back in place.... 'Let me buy your dinner to make it up to you,' she says. They enjoy a wonderful dinner together, and afterwards they go to the theatre followed by drinks. They talk, they laugh, she shares her deepest dreams and he shares his. She listens. After paying for everything, she asks him if he would like to come to her place for a nightcap and stay for breakfast. They had a wonderful, wonderful time. The next morning, she cooks a gourmet meal with all the trimmings. The guy is amazed. Everything had been SO incredible! 'You know,' he said, 'you are the perfect woman. Are you this nice to every guy you meet?' 'No,' she replies. . .. Wait for it.... It's coming. ... The suspense is killing you, isn't it? .... She says: 'You just happened to catch my eye.'

A WOMAN'S WEEK AT THE GYM If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine. Dear Diary, For my birthday this year, my Husband (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since being a high school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try. I called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Christo, who identified himself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My husband seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress. ________________________________ MONDAY: Started my day at 6:00 a..m. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Christo waiting for me. He is something of a Greek god - with blond hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo! Christo gave me a tour and showed me the machines. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which he conducted his aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring! Christo was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time he was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week-!! ________________________________ TUESDAY: I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Christo made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air then he put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mil e. His rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT-!! It's a whole new life for me. _______________________________ WEDNESDAY: The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot. Christo was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. His voice is a little too perky for that early in the morning and when he scolds, he gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.. My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Christo put me on the stair monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Christo told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life. He said some other crap too. _______________________________ THURSDAY: Blockhead was waiting for me with his vampire-like teeth exposed as his thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late - it took me that long to tie my shoes. He took me to work out with dumbbells. When he was not looking, I ran and hid in the changing room. He sent some skinny bitch to find me. Then, as punishment, he put me on the rowing machine -- which I sank. _________________________________ FRIDAY: I hate that bastard Christo more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic, anorexic little aerobic instructor. If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat him with it. Christo wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the damn barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich. The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director? ________________________________ SATURDAY: Satan left a message on my answering machine in his grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing his voice made me want to smash the machine with my planner; however, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel. ________________________________ SUNDAY: I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my husband will choose a gift for me that is fun -- like a root canal or a hysterectomy. I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, he would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!

Many thanks to both of you - all of that is very helpful. Now I just need to find the time to get out on a good day and start taking some suitable shots for treatment.

Wow - if I could get even close to that I'd be over the moon! Looks like it's Photomatix, then.

I am keen to try out the HDR photo technique, but am not sure which software is best. I use a Mac, and have Photoshop Elements for editing etc. However, PSE does not do HDR, and I don't want to have to go for the full program. I have heard about two software packages which might allow this to be done - Photomatix and Dynamic Photo. Does anyone have any experience with either of these, or are there other packages for the Mac which would fit the bill?

I think - seen it before anyway, but still laughed again.

I know, im gonna see how the flocking works out and i may just get the whole lot done. I am having the whole speaker hump and rear cubby doors done for £65 so seems a pretty economical way of doing it. R That seems very reasonable - where are you getting it done? What colour will the flocked parts be?

Not sure of the exact size from the photos, but could it be a minidisk holder? My JDM came with a minidisk player - seems the Japanese were quite big on them.

Sorry if it's a repost, but I like it even if it's not very PC ...... Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble. In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock. Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, 'When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home.' The brunette arrives at the man's ranch, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news. She walks into the telegraph office, and says, 'I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home.' The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds, it will cost 99 cents a word. Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word. After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, 'I want you to send her the word 'comfortable.' The operator shakes his head. 'How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word 'comfortable?' The brunette explains, 'My sister's blonde. The word is big. She'll read it very slowly.... 'com-for-da-bul.'

http://www.jdmperformance.co.uk/item_de ... odID=59531 Thats great, but what does it do? It pushes the window up and down - needs the motor to drive it, though.