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93 Rx-7 PLZ HELP!
Hey, wrong place for this, but more ppl look here, so i need some advice. my frien is looking at a 93 Mazda Rx-7, an we're both VERY new to rotary motor cars. i kno how they work an all, but we're goin to check one out tomo, an i was wondering if u guys knew of anything to look out for in those cars taht was diff. any advice/suggestions are great, so thx ahead of time.
btw...its got 35k on a REBUILT motor, outside appears to be clean tho. thx again.
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Other than I can't stand rotary's and they are not very reliable in the long term they do offer great weight saving and simplicity.
You would be very wise to have the compression checked. Apex seals are shockers for dying. If it is a turbo car I would inspec the intercooler for oil as that is a sign the turbo seals are going. As far as the rest no idea mate.
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If the engine has been recently rebuilt and it's that recent of a car (FD generation) then you'll have few to no problems. The RX-7's woeful reliability reputation is solely undeserved. With simple PREVENTIVE maintenance you can have a rotary that'll out last most any reciprocating engine. SCCA competitors have been building the old 12A from the 1st gen RX-7 to make NA 220hp engines that last for at least 400 track hours before needing any internal work, and the 13B is that much more reliable.
Change the oil religiously! NO WAITING A FEW MILES! Plus be careful with the turbos, their apex seals go a lot easier than the NA's, especially when you start piling on boost. Beyond that, you've got nothing really to worry about. The rotary is one of the true marvels of automotive engineering. Don't let its exotic layout prevent you from enjoying its wonderful capabilities.
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ah...sweet. we weren't gonna let it scare us away from the car, jus needed to kno anything to look out for. i'll check for the oil on the intercooler, an have him take it for a compression check. i do agree they are marvel's of cars...an imma be jealous of the guy
. but i'll make sure he does his oil changes/tune ups, when they're supposed to be done. if he doesn't...i'll beat him.
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Nice... When in doubt, apply violence
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Where are you guys located state and city if possible. I was wondering because I have a friend in vegas who is trying to get rid of his Mr2 a Toyota supra and his Rx-7. The rx-7 is a 95 I think not sure will have to find out.
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LOL!:eshooter:
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Like Octagon said, the horrible reliability issue that seems to follow rx7s round is undeserved. The 13b however is a high maintenance engine, it will demand regular oil changes often and you will need to have the engine rebuilt (1500-2000$) about every 75K miles just so you won't have any worries.
FD rx7 is definetely my favorite car from Japan, R34 can suck me.
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......or if your a loser who drives a Civic with a type R sticker, racing stripes, blasting really bad rap music through your suburban area with your pretentious "I’m 21 but I’m still in high school girlfriend" while driving with your hand up on the top of the steering wheel exposing your underdeveloped pasty white vitamin deficient arm and wearing your backwards BS upside down visor hat while feeling the tacky as a "Florida vacation" single diamond earring in your ear, If you are this person...with any luck the sun in its precise celestial positioning as you putter on by...will reflect its scorching rays into your earring, bouncing intensely in your rearview, and finally making contact with your eyes through the thin cheap lense of $5 gas station Oakley rip off glasses.. then burning your retnal cones into smoldering melting gobs of ocular material as you are blinded by the purest form of energy in our known universe, and as you scream no one can help or hear you because they don’t know what’s going on since the weed whacker sound of your shitty tiny little muffler which makes the Civic sound like a 747 rages on underneath making everyone turn at disgust and comment to thier husbands or wives how much of a dickweed you are by attaching that automotive abnormality to your stock economical daily driver engineered by Japanese Automotive specialists to fit the needs for entry level business workers in their early 30's, however your pathetic looking $11,000 car which you want to look like a friggin spaceship with redundant ground effects is now out of control since you are blinded, and as your car plunges off the side of a cliff while you scream in the purest form of terror while knowing you have lived a horrid excuse for a life, by doing the bare minimum in every facet of existence, while getting fired from one pathetic job to another, the majority of your time spent slacking smoking dope, getting kicked out of school, polishing your "game" on sweet innocent underage girls you eventually 'de flower' through exhaustive yet succesful attempts to get the date rapist drugs you have stashed in the glove compartment, into your poor victims drinks while offering them to take the "Pepsi Challenge" while making your mother hate you, and your poor father who wishes he had a daughter instead of your pathetic ass, since a girl would be more of a man than you ever were, like the occasion when you were hit in the arm by a wild pitch in little league, then you cried like a fat kid who dropped his ice cream cone, I'm already envisioning you impacting the rocks below, in a spectacular fireball ignited from the residue hairspray from your girlfriend plastered in the fabric passenger seat, blinded by your earring, deafened by the loud "Bling Blingin", and I will smile and roll around on the ground in orgasmic delight while you are consumed by flames whose intense heat and fury will liquefy your bone marrow that I will use to make jelly beans out of and eat them happily at your funeral as midgets dressed like Alex 6005321 from "A Clockwork Orange" dance around your coffin to loud industrial style techno music and strobe lights, and I will sleep soundly at night knowing another successful conquest of Darwinism has been attained. |
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im up here in seattle washington, so it's pretty long drive from vegas. we jus test drove the car today. u gotta love power throughout the band an not jus when u hit vtec. ran great, but shitty interior. learned that the 93's had a recall about the interior, but this one hadn't had it but...ah well. the motor was in good condition, checked the intercooler for oil, an found none. we'll take it to get a compression check soon, cuz we met up too late, an shops were closed. seems to be a pretty nice car, an i'll let u guys kno if he gets it. so jealous
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Krn: goodluck with the rx7!
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rx-7 give me nightmares. i never want to work on one ever again. they are one of most difficult cars to ever work on. just to change plugs and wires, you need to remove the entire throttle body. also to change vacuum lines you need to remove the whole throttle body alone with the intake manifold. plus, argh, forget it, that car is just a nightmare to work on.
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wussssss:hehe: j/k
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