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.
