It began with a routine check up for my 1988 Z turbo. Our mechanic said, "No problem. We'll order a downpipe and have the Z back on the road in no time."
Time and parts are the key words here: While trying to order the part from the Nissan dealer, our mechanic was informed it was not in stock, and they did not have to carry it in stock. Being of stubborn mind and the fact that my Z was only nine years-old, I decided to try another dealer. The parts department manager assured me there would be no problem in getting the downpipe for a 1988 Z since it was in his book. He seemed incensed by my lack of confidence, so I bowed to his expertise.
A week went by, and no word or part was in sight. A quick phone call settled the question of the promise of the missing downpipe. The bewildered parts manager explained that he was informed that the part was not available anywhere. It's not as if I was trying to get an antique license plate from the MVA, but that's a Z of a different color and another story for another time ;).
All my Z needed was a simple downpipe! It's only nine years old. Discouraged and distraught, I went to the Z-club meeting to voice my displeasure about the lack of cooperation from the Nissan dealers and their parts departments. Again, I was told " I can get that part for you" by a confident club member. It goes without saying that I was dubious. However, the source was good, so I agreed it was worth a try. About a week later, that now-bewildered club member called to echo the dealers: "It doesn't exist!"
Having met Mike McGinnis, of Banzai Motorworks, at some club activities and gained considerable respect for his experience and knowledge, I called him. Mike's shop is a long way from my home, so I hadn't called him first. When I did, he was cautiously optimistic. A week later, Mike called and, with a triumphant voice, reported he had the downpipe. Yes, there is a happy ending to the story, thanks to Mike McGinnis, My Hero! He did give a final warning to take care of this downpipe, because it's the last one.
by Jessie Samuels