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09-20-2010 03:48 PM #1
Hello, my name is Bob.....
......and I'm an autoholic. Hi Bob!
So, my bride says I'm a packrat. Absolutely not!!!! It's just that I either keep things, or acquire new things that I just haven't figured out quite what I'm going to do with it/them. My favorite story whenever she gives me THAT look is the time she brought home some hanging plants for the front porch. Hung them by the wire bales they come with and, standing back, she says something like, "those would look better if they hung just a few inches lower."I trot into the garage, go to one of the little storage bins I have and pull out a couple lengths of small link chain. TaDa!! Hangs perfect!
"SEE" I say, "THAT'S why I keep that silly littl stuff!"
Win one for the packrats!
So this weekend we take a trek down to Portland to pick up some potential hot rod material. Like I say, sometimes it takes awhile to figure out just what exactly to do with some stuff. Last week I picked up front and rear suspension assemblies from a '47 Ford and have been cleaning up the individual parts and selling them. But back to this past weekends stuff.
I'm now the owner of sheets of 20 gauge steel punched full of louvers. Almost 3000 louvers to be exact. The panels are mostly the size that would work for grafting to a hood, or for a smaller car, a complete hood side. These were punched on a CNC machine so are dead straight and consistent in shape. Pretty neat pieces. In the second picture are some that are the size of license plates, both in steel and aluminum. Some folks use them to cover up the exposed backsides of license plates that hang off pedestal mounted tail lights. I see them as making interesting glove box doors on certain cars. The hood size ones might also make interesting cabinet door skins. The possibilities are endless. Post up some more ideas if you wish.
Then just for grins I clamped one up on the '28 to test an idea I've been playing with.Your Uncle Bob, Senior Geezer Curmudgeon
It's much easier to promise someone a "free" ride on the wagon than to urge them to pull it.
Luck occurs when preparation and opportunity converge.
In our neighborhood, 2 blocks down the hill was a gas station that (to me) all the cool car guys hung out there. 32 coupes, 33 & 34 Fords as well, a sweet 56 Ford Beach wagon that was setup gasser...
How did you get hooked on cars?