That's been the weather, yes, but I'm referring to the sinking feeling in my gut yesterday.
The thing is, I really have no idea what I'm doing. And now I have this Mustang in my garage with its hood open, a patient waiting for the dentist to start poking around inside.
It's pretty intimidating, is all I'm saying.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Cold and clammy
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4 comments:
Yikes!
I remember years ago I needed to replace my car, and my brother Steve suggested I restore an oldie. He gave me a poetic story about how I'd be developing a relationship with the car, how the older engines were a piece of cake to work with... I took one look at a view similar to this and realized this wasn't the way for me to go.
Good luck to you!
davidberlinguette
Hey David! Okay, great, so NOW you tell me.
Hey Mark,
I was thinking today as the sun was shining, about starting up my own BBB (Big Block Buick) restoration blog, inspired by your Pony Project.
I had no idea you already grabbed a car, thats great news!
So does it start?
Good luck,
-Todd
Nope. Transmission was out when I got it, and the engine's out now. Cut a couple holes in the floor, and I'd have a Fred Flinstone car!
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