1972 Datsun 510

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Welcome to Down On The Street, where we admire old vehicles found parked on the streets of the Island That Rust Forgot: Alameda, California. A surviving Datsun 510 is the Bluebird Of Happiness for us!

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We saw a 510 wagon not long ago, and there was this 4-door 510 last summer, so let's have a coupe for the complete set. This appears to be an early-70s model, judging from the bumpers, but it's tough to make that call on a car as parts-swap-friendly as the 510.

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It's banged up and there's a rollbar and racing seat, so this Datsun appears to be some sort of autocross and/or drift monster. I've been hearing crazy talk about a possible 510-based 24 Hours Of LeMons team coming together in Alameda, though no doubt any two-door 510 would be too valuable for such a project. We'll see.

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mariospants
mariospants

My teacher in high school auto shop class had a couple of these that he was fixing up. I was tasked with cleaning out the tranny and replacing the bearings in the shifter mechanism. I couldn't get one of the arms that push the gears into place into its hole so this big bruiser linebacker type tries hammering it in with a rubber mallet and proceeds to break the damn thing. We hid it on the shelf, broken part to the wall. I never got in trouble for it, I know it cost him money to buy it and he probably didn't make a big income at that time, so to this day, I feel really ashamed if I ever see one of these (increasingly super rare) puppies rolling down the street.