"I'm 30 minutes away. I'll be there in 10." 9 minutes and 37 seconds later...
He roars in driving this beautiful silver 1992 Acura NSX. Within minutes he solves all their problems, eliminates the body, the murder car, all the bloody clothes and dresses up the two hitmen in T shirts and shorts and roars off for lunch with the junkyard owner's daughter with this line: "Just because you are a character, doesn't mean you HAVE character"
and they roar off leaving the two embarrassed hit men to call a taxi.
The 1994 movie, "Pulp Fiction" was probably the first time I ever saw the NSX and it was just as cool as Harvey Keitel's character and is on the list of the coolest movie cars ever. This AUTOart model is the NSX-R in Indy Yellow Pearl. This variant of the NSX was street legal, but made for the track. It was stripped of all the luxe amenities that Winston would want to be ultra light, with a harsher ride with a blueprinted mid-engine 270 HP V6 and different gear ratios and transaxle. The seats were replaced with Recaros. This first gen NSX-R (NA1) saw only 500 built and was only sold in Japan. With the change in custom laws, I suppose some ultimately made it to the States and have been auctioned off for prices between $400,000 and $1 million.
Just a stunning looking car for its era.
"I solve problems and I drive fast." 😉
Great pictures, RS, but I my heart hasn't really found itself enraptured by Japanese cars, after my 240Z days. I did like Pulp Fiction, though. Great flic.
@gdh I can't fit in them anyway. I didn't enjoy driving the 240Z. The clutch pedal required strong leg muscles and the flywheel was so light that as you try to depress the clutch, if there's any minute lag time between gears, the engine would drop down to idle rpms. Powershifting was definitely off the table. Until you finally get used to at that, you look like an idiot riding a bucking bronco.
@rich-sufficool My experience with my 240Z was quite the opposite and I spent some time in the hill country of Austin, Texas, going through the gears and hanging on for dear life. At the time, I loved the car, but my next one, for my return to college, was a 1967 Cadillac Coupe de Ville (a California no-rust model). I traded sporty for comfort.


