Friday, December 31, 2010
Rusty's end..
I keep clicking my feet together saying "there is no place like home" in hopes that I return from the nightmare before my eyes. It an unfortunate event this morning, a single bolt destroyed 3 1/2 years of work done by many family members... It's no one's fault, accidents happen. The important thing is that nobody got hurt.
I spent the day going through the car. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours. The interior is completely burned up. From the original steering wheel I went to Kentucky for, to the headliner that gave me headaches, to the seats my wife re-covered for me. The engine seems to be ok, just black from smoke. Tranny is shifting fine, the new stain-less steel exhaust is good at first glance, the gas tank isn't bubbled from what we see. Rims are rolling and dirty, two tires blew out. The hood, driver's door, trunk lid, and deck pan are warped from heat. The worse being the roof, and the trunk lid. All the glass is gone. Cluster is gone. Front grill... gone.
There was no insurance on the car. After speaking with our agency, we decided to wait til spring to put any insurance on it. If I could only re-due that conversation. I don't want the money for the car. I just want the car like it was, the way we built it.
Today a part of me got burned up in that garage. It hurts real bad. I sat in the car two days ago to start it up again and listen to that big block growl. I long for the day that I'll hear Rusty's sound again. From the day I brought Rusty home I was eager to pick up a wrench and strive towards getting the car back to life and on the road. I don't know when that day will come now.
Where do we go from here? I'm going to be honest, I'm devastated. After the smoke had cleared and my family was safe, all I could think about was Rusty. Everything we had been through, and everything we were going to go through. On my way over to my parents' house I was trying to tell myself that it is just a car. As soon as drove down the driveway I couldn't pretend that it was just a car anymore. A father-son project that evolved into a father-son-grandchild project, to a Howard's family project. I could not hold back the tears as I walked up to the garage. We had some great times around that car... I loved that car.
I still love the car.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Storage run
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Front Bumper
Primer Bar
The Push Bar
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Seat belts
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Tucked Away
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Back speakers
Friday, October 15, 2010
Wire looms
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
3in Stainless Steel Dual pipes
Monday, October 11, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Exhaust Place
We delivered the car before 8. No need for a rooster today for that neighborhood, The General growling did the job. The people there came out to see it, and we received many compliments for the work we did.
We also got to see what was going to be done and how everything would lay out. They needed two days so it is still there for the weekend. I told them to go ahead and align the wheels as well. I'll pick it up tomorrow. Can't wait.
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