Fox
My name is Fox. I was born in 93 as a Ford Mustang Foxbody LX with a 4 cylinder heart. Alex found me pretty much torn apart in Sioux Falls in 2017. She stripped me completely naked to build me back up from scratch. I got a new Reef Blue skin with a fancy panoramic rooftop, I got the legs out of the SN95, a strong beating 8-cylinder Coyote heart of a 2013 Mustang GT and the T56 belly of the 04 Cobra. So I am kind of a big animalic car-Frankenstein you could say.
At the end of 2017 my new heart was running for the first time, and after some hickups with the tune and the clutch, I did my very first competition at mid-June in 2018 on the French racetrack Anneau du Rhin with the Driftkings championship, back in the day called King of Europe. Ever since I got to travel quite a bit in Switzerland, France and Germany, running wild on many tracks and play areas.
You want to know more about how I came back to life? You want to know more about my inner values? Check out my driftcar curriculum vitae!
E36 Compact
I am a BMW E36 Compact. I am the car everybody just keeps beating on. Alright, Flo and I didn’t have the best start to begin with. I was eating the cooling liquid, that did give me a little heart disease and a lot of work for doctor Flo to make me healthy again. Back on my feet, everybody keeps on beating me. Fox and Diva are scratching my doors, take out my blinkers, they are rubbing their bumpers against mine, but the kisses… they are the worst! They make my body all dented. Once they even broke my leg! But I am strong, I will endure everything they will do to me!
In 2021 I was finally allowed to participate in drift competitions like my two mean Foxbody brothers. Gladly, we aren’t in the same competition group, while they are competing in drift battles, I am trying to get the best points in line, style, angle and speed. So no beating on me here! Well, at least from no other cars. I don’t want to mention them lovely clutch kicks and walltaps…
Saleen
My name is Saleen, sometimes I am also called Diva – it makes me wonder why…
I was born in 1989 as a Ford Mustang Foxbody Saleen. Yeah, you heard right, I am a real Saleen. Alex didn’t know when she bought me back in 2015 that Saleen cars are something special that shouldn’t be turned into drift cars or any other cut your car into pieces and loving walltaps projects for that matter. When she finally figured it out, the damage was already done. I am still pissed about that, but hey, after sitting 20 years in a garage, I finally get new parts! Everything started as a step-by-step project.
Between drifting events I got new parts, like a roll cage, a steering angle kit, neat Maximum Motorsports suspension, an ASD handbrake, and so much more! But it still wasn’t enough. I am a needy greedy baby, so nothing is ever enough for me. Sending out big smoke signals while being sideways made Alex quite happy, well, at first. As I continued making white blueish smoke signals through the exhaust driving straight, she was not so happy at all. But making Alex not happy always gets me new parts! This is when I got my 2016 Coyote V8 heart, with a T56 tranny, BBK swap headers and midpipe, and so many other new parts! But hey, you forgot them brakes! They are still working, but hey! I want new ones! I gotta do something about that…
We have been to many drift events in the Midwest, drifting at BIR in Minnesota, having fun at the NASCAR track in Colorado, loving the rollercoaster terrain at USAIR Raceway Shawano Wisconsin, and always ripping and cuddling at the South Dakota drift events in Sturgis, what kind of became our home base. After many fun events, Alex brought me to Germany in 2019, where I met with my little brother Fox. For the first time the both of us are sideways together on the Circuit du Bourbonnais in France in November 2019. Bleeding them brakes for the fifth time. Alex gave me remanufactured ones. I want new ones!
the Tank
Usually I am called Z, but some Americans tend to call me and my other 350Z siblings "tanks". This is because we don't break. No clutch kicks, walls, eating oil, no American street potholes the sizes of making Miatas disappear can do us any harms!
My previous owner Jayleen cared a lot for me. She put a lot of effort into turning me into a reliable and good-looking driftcar. I even got a fancy Hatsune Miku wrapping! In April Alex and Flo picked me up for this huge trip from Arizona to Colorado, to get Electric Yellow ready and head out to New Jersey. More than 7.000 km on American roads with the stiffest suspension being a low clearance car. Running rich, lit like a Christmas tree, I didn't count all the many potholes we hit, I don't care, I am a Tank!
Electric Yellow
I have been a stock Corvette C6 all my life, until some guy called Aaron Losey picked me up and sold me to a couple of crazy Germans. Suddenly all my interiour gets ripped out or torn apart to fit a 6 point cage in me. A few days later I find myself on a transporter going from Texas to Colorado to Levi's shop. Being surrounded by BMWs this felt eerie.
I finally met those two evil Germans who got me into this. New clutch, steering angle kit, oil cooler, ehandbrake, race seat and belt. Being a Corvette, there is not much needed to turn me into a driftcar. But I can be a bitch to work on!
So why am I called Electric Yellow? Well, I guess Yellow is pretty obvious. Electric I was called, because of all the Corvettes - and pretty much every other car on driftweek 5 - I was the most quiet one. Sure made the 7.000 km a lot nicer and less deaf-causing as the tumpet 350Z with aftermarket exhaust.
