A buddy of mine owned a Delorean back in 1986 and was quite a trip to ride in. Total chick magnet. We lived in Tracy, California at the time; he worked in Pleasanton and I at LLNL and later in Fremont. One evening we’re heading westbound on I-205 just approaching the base of Altamont Pass and my pal pulls into the left lane to pass a slow-poke when this car races right up our behind like some sort of asslick buttwipe, so my pal speeds up to move out of the way and get back over to the right – and that’s when the car behind hits us with the lights: CHP
We pull over and roll down that tiny window; the orficer had never seen a Delorean before. He says pointing to the little window “Is that all there is?” and my pal replies politely yes, when the SfB cop says “OPEN IT UP! OPEN IT UP!” So my pal opens up the gull-wing door and it hits the POS cop in the head! (privately we were laughing – I mean this prick was so small-town inbred). The cop proceeds to write my pal up for speeding. We tried to protest but we could see he was on a jihad and would have arrested me – a passive passenger. To get out of the ticket, my pal had to attend Saturday traffic class. Is that FU or what?
Sometime that year we went to the West Coast meeting of Delorean owners at a place called the Candy Store
in Burlingame (Bay Area); a large garage full of collectable and limited production automobiles through history, many of which had been seen in Hollywood movies. Aside from dinner, the main presentation was about how to affect repairs on the Delorean stainless steel body work:
The bodyman took a welding hammer used for chipping slag and drove it hard through the front right fender so it produced a hole. Attendees were in disbelief, but the guy continued to show us how to fix this damage first by heating with a torch and then with simple metal-working to pound the dent flat and remelt (or forge together) the metal to where the hole no longer existed. He finished it off by sanding it down with a metal scrubby – just like at the end of the youtube video above. When he was finished, you couldn’t tell it was ever damaged.
We took that car all over the Bay and into Sacramento and Modesto trawling for nightlife. Eventually though he sold it to raise money to go back to Penn State and finish his degree.
The motor he had was an inline 5-Cylinder Volvo with an 8-quart oil reservoir; very difficult to get that motor hot. And it really did get up and go if you wanted it; handled very well too. The one giant flaw in the design was tiny windows in the summer (had to run A/C), and that the spring to hold the gull doors open would relax in the heat. I never ever saw him drive his car with the doors open; that’s just lunacy. Also suffered from tiny rear seats - like it was designed for small children. One last flaw: Low road clearance; not made for dirt or gravel.
Definitely a cool car though. Glad to see someone is breathing creative life into it.
Happy riding Shotgun, KF