As much as I loathe working on my own ride that I might make it to work on monday, I often think how much I’d love to build a custom car. The skills are there, from fab and design to build and- well, everything but paint. I’ve often thought I’d love to take something like an old 914 and chop and channel it, make a car with a body about 14″ tall and bulgy fenders to contain the slicks, or even a classic Tbucket or a chopped and channelled Tudor. <\/p>\n
I’m certainly not unique in this, there are loads of guys who have made wonderful hotrods, and even the folks who take “regular” cars and make them pretty have a good time with it; partner’s brother Rich <\/a>is ressurecting a Mustang and doing it right, and I’m mixed between happiness and jealously for him. <\/p>\n I often think in the October of our lives, the Ogwife and I might take weekend car trips around the country in a nice restored or rodded ride, and then I wake up. I think about the work involved in making\/keeping such a ride, and then I think of taking those trips in a modern, quiet, air conditioned car with all the amenities, and I decide that this is a better idea. We can more easily purchase and pay for a nice Mustang ragtop and it will always be ready for use, and not require 4 weeks of prep for every weekend of driving. <\/p>\n Yeah, I’m old and tired of fucking around. <\/p>\n