Someday I will own a DeLorean. It won’t initially be a nice one though, because I am way to cheap to buy anything decent. It will probably be a total mess of a car that nobody else will touch. It will look like a pile of charred stainless steel that was hit by a train, and then dumped into a muddy river for a few years. Yeap, that is the one that I would buy. Haters gonna hate, but I love seeing a car brought back from the worst of the worst. The only thing better than that is being part of the restoration process. That said, assuming that you are not quite as cheap as me, but pretty darn close, I have a treat for you today. It comes in the form of good news in bad news though.
Good News: This DeLorean was not hit by a train! Fantastic right?
Bad News: It was on fire, but the current owners says that it merely “had minor fire in cabin“. Understatement of the year? Absolutely. We all know that fires are put out with water, so I think we can also assume that this car was filled with thousands of gallons of H2O as well. That doesn’t scare you right? Good!
Just less than 9 grand is all it will take to bring this beauty to your driveway. It’s just too bad it wasn’t hit by a train, or I may be a buyer. Ah well, better luck next time I guess…
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We left off Part 1 of the 1964 Chevy Impala project with a freshly cut off quarter panel, and a fear of what I had just done. There was no turning back though, the sheet metal was off, and crying was no longer allowed. What I found hiding behind the quarter could have been described as something in between discouraging and disappointment. It was ugly at best.
As much as I would have loved to slap the new quarter panel on and forget that I had seen any of that, it would have haunted me for the rest of my life. I had no choice but to make like Dave Coulier and cut-it-out with my cut off wheel. The gas tank filler pipe surround piece was in rough shape as well, which is what I believe to be the major contributor of the rot to this entire area. » Continue reading more of this post…
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Finally. When I was 15, I bought a 1964 Chevy Impala convertible (my dream car), which you may have read about HERE. Because of it’s sad state of disrepair, I immediately started a body off restoration when it rolled off a flatbed and into my parents driveway. Much to my chagrin, it has never made much progress because of x, y, and z, but mostly because of its full time outdoor storage. Everybody that I know hassles me about it not being done yet because I thought I would be driving it to the junior prom (nope), then senior prom (nope), college graduation (nope), 5 year high school reunion (nope), wedding day (nope), 10 year HS reunion (nope)…… Well..yea….it still isn’t done. However, over the course of this extremely short feeling summer, I built myself a garage to play in. Last night, I finally got all the garage doors attached properly, and » Continue reading more of this post…