When I first got my car four years ago, it spent most of its time locked in the garage, safe and out of the weather. I spent a lot of time polishing and buffing and admiring and worrying. What if I got a door ding? What if it started raining? What the hell was I thinking? I took the street out of my street rod!
This summer, the street is back in my street rod. We have been to Portland, Seattle, and most recently to Yountville (Napa Valley) to visit my son and his lady. We have been rained on, parked outside over night and dripped on by trees. We drove thru a herd of butterflies and painted the front yellow. Mostly yellow anyway. It all washes off and/or cleans up fine. The memories will last forever.
When my cars are handed down to my son, they may again need a frame off restoration. At best they will need tires and an oil change.
Drive safe, and often...
John
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