lost opportunities
In 1978, I found a one year-old classified advertisement in the Los Angeles Times for a 1967 2000GT. I was planning a trip to LA to look for a Mercedes 450SL and thought I might check it out. I got to LA, looked at some Sls and one evening called the phone number in the classified ad. The Seller was a surgeon living in Sherman Oaks. He arranged to show me the car two days later. When I arrived, he was busy telephoning patients, following-up on their recovery. I had plenty of time to look at the car, and to wander around in his garage, where he had other interesting toys. When he finished his phone calls, he showed me a spare cylinder head that he would include with a sale. He then took me for a drive around the nearby hilly, curvy streets. He offered me the car for $15,000. We talked at length, and I offered him $12,000 which is the amount that I had wired to the Wells Fargo office just outside LAX airport. He could not accept that offer. I thanked him for his time, and said that I would make some phone calls to see if I could get more cash. The truth is that I could have simply tapped a credit card and closed the deal. But I was uncertain. That was a lot of money for an old Japanese car back in the seventies. Next day, I visited a friend in Los Angeles, and he pooh-poohed the idea of buying the 2000GT. In his opinion, only a classic European car would merit that kind of investment. A week later I headed home in a beautiful 1975 450SL, purchased from a psychiatrist employed at the VA in Century City. I enjoyed that car, drove it for two years, and made a $1000 profit when I sold it. But I couldn't forget about that Toyota 2000GT.
Three years later, I became friendly with a salesman at the local Toyota dealership. He was Japanese, and had been featured in a number of television ads for the dealership. The dealership had taken on trade a white 1967 2000gt, identical to the one I had walked away from in Sherman Oaks. He had seen me on the back lot of the dealership, admiring the 2000GT. We talked over the next few days. Very interesting guy. He offered to make enquiries of the Dealer and see what they would accept for the 2000GT. The story was, the lady owner of the car had traded it in for a new Celica, with no additional costs. Seems it was part of her divorce settlement.
The Dealer wanted $20,000 for the 2000GT. Again, for a second time, I walked away. Looking back now, I could KICK myself for not recognizing the future appreciation for the 2000GT.
An X1/9 seems spacious compared to the cramped cockpit of the 2000GT. But it is a beautiful car. One that I wish I had owned, at least for a while.