I am not sure whether my readers are bored to tears with me recounting my Bluebird restomod disasters or overjoyed they don’t have to deal with these problems! However, the Bluebird restomod will be the subject once again of my monthly dissertation on progress (or lack thereof) on this project. I was prepared to claim … Read more
Here is the next saga in the Bluebird anthology. You may wonder if I am I discouraged by all the problems that I have encountered in building the restomod 1962 Pontiac. There have been excess costs due to mistakes, frustration due to embarrassing malfunctions, and the realization that I could have easily purchased a really … Read more
It would seem that the name I gave my 1962 Pontiac restomod is not appropriate. I have called it the “Bluebird” based on the Jaguar blue color of the paint. In light of the experience I am having getting it finished the way that I want it to function, it would appear that I have … Read more
Based on the title, this story is not the vulgar thought that you may have; instead, it is the design action that was taken on the Bluebird. Let me bring you up to speed. The Bluebird is my 1962 Pontiac Catalina restomod that I have been building since I left high school in 1950. (At … Read more
A group of friends and I were recently reminiscing, and one of them asked me about Uncle Nunzio. I thought this was a great opportunity to take a trip down memory lane and reintroduce Uncle Nunzio. UNCLE NUNZIO It is with sadness that I report the demise of Uncle Nunzio. Some of you may have … Read more
MY REAR END PROBLEM If you follow this newsletter, I am sure that you remember “Grandma.” She is the 1954 Chrysler Windsor four door sedan (the world’s most uncollectable car) that I am in the process of replacing the original straight six cylinder engine with an amazing 1955 Chrysler C300 hemi engine. In my April … Read more
Here it is April first today – time for another story. This story is a bit tragic as it turns out I think I am in need of a psychotherapist. (Item to Note – it is not for me as I am too far gone for that). It is for “Grandma.” Having just celebrated my … Read more
I call the four door 1954 Chrysler Windsor I bought “Grandma.” She is big, fat, 67 years old and a little wrinkled; my kind of gal since I am 90 and consider her to be “youthful.” Grandma was created with a flathead six-cylinder engine. I decided to give her a pep up by transplanting a 331c.i. hemi … Read more
Disturbing events over the past month have led me to believe that the behavior of my restoration cars is mimicking the darker side of human behavior. They have exhibited resentment, class struggle and sexual deviation. Let me explain as I am sure that most of my readers have not experienced this phenomenon, so they need … Read more
It is now time to start my third “very last project.” So there will be no misunderstanding, let me define how these projects came about and how they are numbered. The need for the numbering system is due to my age. At age ninety, long term planning can mean “next year” not “next decade,” so … Read more