This is the story of a fool and his money being parted.  The story of a person who is OK with the “fast” and “cheap” parts of the fast/cheap/reliable triangle (go look it up kids).  Yes, this is the story of the Fireturd, a 1978 Pontiac Firebird made of booger welds, Chinese parts, junkyard gems, and plenty of hope.

I got this rather stupid idea that I wanted to build the car myself.  All by myself, like the song by Eric Karman.  I’ve worked on engines plenty but haven’t welded anything since High School shop class.  I won’t bore you with the details of how long ago High School was for me, suffice it to say it has been a while.  In keeping with the themes of cheapness, self sufficiency, and making poor choices, a cheap Chinese flux core welder was acquired.  A Harbor Freight $9.99 paint gun handled painting duties.  Designs were thought up by yours truly and mocked up with cardboard and used wood.  Parts were found and researched by my good friend Google–perhaps you’ve heard of him.  I cheated on the transmission and had it built by Scott’s Transmission in Lebanon (it needs to hold a lot of horsepower) and cheated on the roll bar by having my future son-in-law weld it up for me (it has to pass tech).  The rest of the car, the good, the bad, and the ugly, is all me.

Where it all began

July 2nd, 2015.  A day that will live in infamy.  I dragged this engineless, transmissionless, interiorless, rust covered dream into our lives.


The Fireturd is currently rocking a GM 5.3 L59 from a 2001 Tahoe with twin Chinese turbos mated to a TH400.  It is a smokey burnout making machine.



You can reach me at captainkawasaki@gmail.com.  I’m probably out in the garage and won’t get the email.