WHILE I persist in having a crack at most things when it comes to working on cars, the honest truth is that I’m not all that handy on the spanners. I’ve owned my Torana since I was 14 years old, and most of the mechanical work – and worse still, electrical – involved in the initial rebuild was done at home in my parents’ shed by my mates and I when we were kids.
Since then, the car has evolved from a basic carby 202/five-speed/banjo cruiser into a nitrous 308/4L60/BorgWarner streeter, and now a spicier, Harrop-blown Holden V8-powered thing with a transbraked Powerglide, Rod Shop nine-inch, four-wheel discs, Haltech electronics, sequential injection, water-to-air intercooling, flex-fuel, and all manner of other beaut stuff.
In developing the car, I’ve been fortunate to…
