Backstory: when I was 16, I bought a front-wheel drive, 140 hp, automatic ’93 Infiniti G20. Over the years, I modified the hell out of it: a built SR20DE+T making about 230 WHP on low boost, a 5-speed manual swap, and a ton more.
When all this accident stuff went down, I was 33 and still had the G20. I had always wanted to do an all-wheel drive conversion on it, as the non-US market P10 Nissan Primera T4 came AWD from the factory, but it was such an overly complex and overly expensive proposition to collect all the necessary parts that I never bothered to pursue it.
So, I was scrolling through my Facebook feed on that fateful Thursday and saw a random connection from my Infiniti G20/Nissan Primera groups had posted a photo of a shell… and it was a ’92 Nissan Primera T4… and it was already in the US… and it was for sale!!! After I confirmed it had most of the parts I’d need (axles, driveshaft, rear suspension, various odds and ends, etc.) I drunkenly messaged him an offer on it, he accepted, and I immediately dropped the cash in his PayPal account.
In less than 15 minutes total, I had made a very good very bad decision. I quickly realized, though, that the car was located in Washington state and I was in Georgia. Yeah, it cost more to ship the shell to me than it did to buy it, but at least I had a plethora of parts to finally make my teenage dreams come true!
My husband was working on Project SC300 with Tom Stumpf that day, and that evening when he came home and we talked, I told him that I had bought a car. He, of course, assumed I meant a replacement for the Miata… Hahaha NOPE!! I told him what had transpired, and he was incredibly supportive. He knows I’ve wanted to do this swap for years, and I was grateful that he didn’t tell me I was a moron. ‘Cause I kinda am. [Erik’s note: She is not a moron. She’s not turning an SC300 into a race car. You all know who the dumber-er one is.]
A few weeks later, the T4 shell arrived. I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to do with it, or how I was going to actually make everything happen.
I was talking to my husband and commented about how I ‘just want to write the checks and enjoy the finished product and let someone else deal with the headaches of figuring it out’ and he – either generously or stupidly, probably both – commented how he loves the process of doing exactly that.
Without realizing what he was getting into, he got voluntold for the job and we began the process of me being the first (known) idiot in the history of the world to convert a FWD Primera to AWD instead of just doing things the smart/easy way and starting with the AWD to begin with.
The first task was finding a shop that would be willing to do the work. After asking around and chasing down several leads, we found a place about an hour away that agreed to take on my project and I had the shell shipped over to them.