So I’ve “blogged ya” some history, now it’s time for some current stuff. Of course my Dad is a car guy and my brother is pretty handy with a set of wrenches, but 24.2 years ago I married into a family that pretty much made most of the car guys I had known in my adult life (ok the adult part is debatable) mere tinkerers.
I have three brother-in-laws that were raised in the car business and not just a little bit of a car business, but a full-blown mechanic shop, engine building, stock car sponsoring, car show restoration, towing type business. These guys knew more about cars by the time they were teenagers, then I did when I was 30 (yeah..I’m over thirty..and not just a little). This guys know their stuff. I now have nephews (their kids) that are even giving me a run for my money.
So I’ve set this up, pretty well, and keep it in mind because when I get to the physiological hurdles of restoring a car, you are going to understand my particular issue and you might relate.
(I seem to start a lot of sentences with the word “So”. So I’ll try to limit the use of it. You might also notice that I use ‘…..’ between words. I do that for to give emphasis on a larger more dramatic pause the you get from the run of a mill comma. Nope not grammatically correct…but a habit I might break….if I get enough comments about it from the readers of this blog.)
So here is a quick introduction to my cars.
1. 1970 Ford Mustang Coupe. I’ve owned it for approximately 4 years and I love it. This is my first real restoration.
2. 1984 C4 Corvette. First year for that generation, everything is unique. Although not my dream generation of corvettes, I love this car. Ever since my uncle put me in his Corvette, I’ve wanted one. When I joined the Air Force my goal was to finish up by second degree become an officer and by a Corvette.
Ok enough for this evening. Tomorrow I’ll give you the run down on each. I have a great story on how I got the Corvette.
Thanks for reading.