The carnage of Clyde....

Well, poor Clyde sacrificed his life today. Armed with a sawzall, a circular saw with a cut-off wheel attached, and a grinder, Clyde began the process of giving up his frame for Betty. Inside the depths of Clyde's interior we managed to find a Hardee's coupon for a Turkey sandwich that expired in 1984, and a receipt to a drug store from 1975, probably when ole' Clyde had just rolled off the lot. We let Jim's kids prove the urban legend that just a gentle toss of a piece of spark plug porcelain will shatter a window, and Dawn, Jim's wife, enjoyed throwing a brick through the front windshield several times. She enjoyed it. What's seen here is two days worth of work, but by next time we should have the car ready for the 50' body to plop down on top.

Duh-na,na,naaa....I'm working again!

You know, I've been over this whole keep the car - sell the car thing about 40,000 times over the last year, and I think I've finally decided that I need to just roll my sleeves up and get this damn thing done. Today I ventured out and decided I needed to get the car's front fenders off so that the body can be ready to lift off. I've decided to hold off on finishing the body work on the front half of the car until the body is sitting on the 75' Riviera chassis. If I can get that far, the rest is all downhill. -TH




So today I ripped the fenders off. It went surprisingly easily. Bolts that were rusted in place simply broke off with a good tug. I did break 3 bolts off where the fender mounts up to the rocker panel, and those will need to be drilled out and re-tapped later. Not a huge deal. After removing the fenders I had a heaping pile of sandblaster sand and crap. I even found an old Snap-on wrench inside the fender! I'll have to use that somewhere on the car! -TH