
It's
a lovely car, but there is so much to fix.
There is a chunk missing from the right front and the door handle got
clobbered by falling wood in the garage. The bumper has
rusted
since it was straightened and re-chromed after meeting a Buick in
Denver at Jennifer's pre-school.
The inside defines the word tattered with the veneer on the dash split
and falling off. The wiring -an absolute rats nest.
The engine that once went so well; now stilled.
And, underneath, a chassis and suspension and brakes that are 40 years
old.
Oh - the wheels. When we got to New York in 1979 the car had
steel wheels and Semperit tires. Worn - very worn - Semperit
tires. It would not pass inspection so all I could do was go
to
Sears and get something I could afford. I drove away down
the
highway
loving them then took a quick turn on an exit ramp and achieved maximum
oversteer! Thhe wheels weren't on tight. In the end
Sears
replaced the steel wheels with these lovely Lotus alloys which are
still in great shape.