Pasted from my website...
...how I bought my first X circa '92 or so...
HOW I CAME TO BUY THE RedWedgeX Racecar...
This story is an example of fate and destiny. I had another project X before this one, which was to be a lowbuck autocrosser. At the time, I had lost interest in working on cars in general, and really didn't know much about X1/9s, so all I ever did with that car was swap in a 1500. There it sat for years, while I tended to long-deferred homeowner projects. (My house had been neglected for a few years while going through a messy divorce, and then neglected for a few more years while I ran my CP Camaro in every possible event.) But the cost and hassle of running the Camaro motivated me to look for a smaller, lightweight autocrosser. I couldn't afford a Formula Ford, so an X1/9 seemed like a good choice. Being a do-it-yourself type, I naturally figured I should build a raceX instead of buying one. But when I started adding up the cost of beginning at Ground Zero, I realized that it was gonna be expensive. And no Internet in those days to lend a hand, I was strictly on my own, with little X knowledge and no access to knowledge. So after getting that X running, I lost interest, and the car sat for years.
At this point, I stumbled across the RedWedge RaceX, and did so in an unusual way. I was at an antique car swapmeet, been on my feet all day, hot, tired, hungry. Parking was more than a mile away, but after watching several full shuttle buses go past, I decided to hoof it to my car. As I'm hoofing, I spotted this racey looking RedWedge...what the heck is that I wondered. Walk over...and holy ****! That's an X1/9, cloaked in a racecar body. At this point the PO saw my surprise and delight, and knew he had a live one on the hook.
The fact that the PO was even there is bizzare. He was from 140 miles away, had heard there was a swapmeet. He didn't know that it's one of the largest antique car swapmeets on the WestCoast...not the place to sell a broken racecar, and virtually no chance of finding a place to park with racecar in tow within miles of the place. Ignorance must be bliss, because he not only hauled it all that way, he also BS'ed his way past Security Guards, and actually found a place to park truck/trailer in the spectator area. So the chances of him overcoming all those obstacles was a minor miracle. Adding to that, the chances of me happening to walk by is another minor miracle. Further, I just happened to have a motor ready to bolt in, and even had acquired a tiltbed trailer that was custom built for hauling an X1/9. And there I was, looking at a fabulous X1/9 racecar that only needed a motor and a trailer, and at a price that was way less that the cost of the goodies on it, never minding the cost of the fancy body. It was so obviously my destiny, that the deal was consumated within 30 minutes...and I am one to normally ponder any purchase for at least a few days.
So we made the deal, got a bite to eat, and he followed me to my house. An aside here: I was collecting American Torque-Thrust wheels at the time, so that was my mission at the swapmeet. On arriving home, my ladyfriend's first question was to ask if I found any deals on wheels. I responded, "Aye-yup, found four great wheels...and they came attached to a racecar!"