Dec 22, 2019
1984 Bitter SC.
Sinister Sunday, part XXXVII: Life is bitter. Like whitewalls on a sportscar.
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1984 Bitter SC.
Sinister Sunday, part XXXVII: Life is bitter. Like whitewalls on a sportscar.
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Repairing rust properly is hard. I always go into it thinking that once the job is done, it will be a forever car, rescued by my deft hand from the otherwise inescapable force of entropy. Then I get it done, look at the wavy Bondo work and the shitty paint job, and immediately want to get rid of it.
This had been on my mind recently because I discovered a hole in the rear quarter panel of my Bitter SC that I could shove my entire fist through. Now, you’d think that’s the least of my problems between the bunker-fuel-burning Soviet cruise ship engine up front and the hand-woven burlap tires that it rolls around on because I can’t afford slicks in the right size. There’s that anxiety over perfection again. This car deserves a good rust repair, and not my normal half-assed work. I might even have to do it indoors.
I was so distracted while thinking about it that I accidentally ran over a bicyclist. Turns out that was one of the local Buddhist priests, popping out to the store for some fresh bread. Even while bleeding out slowly under the front subframe of my Datsun B210, he could tell something was weighing heavily upon me. I told him about my crisis, and that I could no longer make something permanent in the face of the ravages of time. He closed his eyes peacefully, and then muttered something about all life being imperfect. That’s all that I needed to hear, and as I was Thermiting the VINs off the frame and pulling the license plate, I began to formulate a strategy.
Rather than struggle to fix things I cannot, I made the bravest decision you can in the face of our limited time upon this Earth. I just learned to live with the rust on the Bitter. Sure, eventually the rust will claim it, but that’s decades off. Chances are a rogue shopping cart or earthquake will get it first. And even after I’m sick of it, some rich dude with no clue will just pay a real professional to do all the work. So it will be perfect eventually, and I don’t have to do anything about it. Now that’s my kind of spirituality.
Bitter SC Convertible 1982
Bitter Automotive, Bitter by Name, Brilliant by Nature, The Bitter SC.
In the early ’80s, when German engineering met Italian flair, the result wasn’t a BMW or a Benz — it was the Bitter SC Senator Coupe. Styled like a Ferrari 365 GT4 but built on the humble bones of an Opel Senator, this grand tourer was a contradiction in chrome: elegant, obscure, and quietly brilliant. Launched in 1979 as the successor to the wedge-shaped CD, the SC was Erich Bitter’s attempt to…
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Bitter SC Coupe 1981
Special without hitting you right in the face with it: one of just 461 built Bitter SC 3.9 coupés (1981–89), which combines the joy of driving an exotic Italian looking coupé with the pleasure of owning a solid German luxury car with the 3.0-liter inline six from the Opel Senator tuned to 3848 cm³ by Mantzel.
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