I am proud to announce that I have officially sold my Nissan Skyline GT-R. This means I will no longer accidentally open the passenger door to my normal car when I’m trying to go somewhere.
I recently had the opportunity to take my imported Nissan Skyline GT-R to a Nissan dealership for service. It was the single most bizarre dealership experience I’ve ever had in my entire life, including the time I showed up at a Porsche dealer with tree branches embedded in my windshield.
It has now been four months since I purchased my newly imported 1990 Nissan Skyline GT-R. Yes, folks, that’s right: it has been 120 days since I began coming into your homes and offices and telling you what it’s like to be mad tyte JDM, yo.
My Nissan Skyline GT-R is currently parked on display in a museum next to an original 1962 Ferrari 250 GTO. This is an incredibly special moment, and it’s a tremendous honor, and I’m very proud of it, even though it’s also parked next to a 1988 Honda CRX.
Whenever I get behind the wheel of my Nissan Skyline GT-R — a truly seminal Japanese performance car with one of the most enduring, iconic shapes of our generation — I am always overcome with a certain special, powerful sense. Namely, a sense of deeper respect for the men and women of the United States Postal Service.
I didn’t think I would like it very much. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I’m willing to admit it now: when I first asked you for car suggestions, and you told me to import a Nissan Skyline GT-R, I wasn’t very excited about it. I figured it would be just another used Japanese car: an overhyped, overrated dinosaur, and…
Last week, I revealed my newly imported Nissan Skyline GT-R for the very first time. This was an exciting, joyous event, and you guys responded by asking me so many questions that I felt like I was Neil deGrasse Tyson doing a Reddit AMA, and I had just revealed a secret love for cats.
It’s finally here. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that’s right: after nearly three months of waiting, and transit, and customs, and preparation, my Nissan Skyline GT-R has finally completed its 10,000-mile journey from Japan to America. I’ve welcomed it with open arms, and also the occasional curse word when I try to get…
As many of you know, I'm currently importing a Nissan Skyline GT-R the United States. This is a long and intricate process that involves a wide range of port workers, sailors, government agencies, customs employees, and enough forms to bury them all in a large pile of official documents.
Between its trick all-wheel-drive systems and need to stay at the forefront of go-fast technology, I've always wondered why more people don't take the Nissan GT-R rallying. This video has me wondering even more. Clearly, this is the rowdy, drifty Skyline GT-R rally beast that the universe deserves.
Welcome to Sunday Matinee, where we highlight classic car reviews or other longer videos I find on YouTube. Kick back and enjoy this blast from the past.
Some guys do things just to make other people cringe. Engineer Christian Newman decided to do it with an eye-searingly greenish-yellow, carbon-fiber and kevlar-infused E30 BMW with a transplanted Nissan GT-R straight six. His reward? Scorn, and 286 WHP.
Despite the fabulous camera phone quality of these photos, the visage of Zingerman's Roadhouse behind this 2009 Nissan GT-R is undeniable proof Godzilla is stalking the streets of Ann Arbor, Michigan. Nissan has a development facility in the area, so it's not entirely surprising to see the beast from the far east…