Autumn has been a period of procrastination, contemplation and frustration punctuated by clarity. With any large project your best intentions often get trampled by procrastination. Lazy evenings spent on the couch melt into each other. Almost every opportunity to breath some rust dust in the garage is met by an excuse and of course, each excuse is justified and valid enough to avoid the guilt of procrastination. Excuses. They come so easy, rolling off the tongue naturally, comfortable and safe in thought. Easy. My favourite has been my first-born, Benjamin. I don’t want to miss a moment of these precious …
Once Upon a Rust
Tonight I’m contemplating sleeping inside my empty car shell as it will be the last time I see it for many months. Tomorrow it will be picked up and delivered to Custom and Classic Cars (1,400 km away) who will restore it to its former glory. No tears will be shed when the car is towed away; maybe tears of joy – I’ve swept away more rust than any man ought to.
My New Car
Finding a 240Z in Australia is difficult. Finding one in good condition for anything under $20k is rarer than a unicorn ride to work on Fridays. After months of searching and missing out on a very good one by a mere two hours I finally found my unicorn ride. Sadly this unicorn has seen better days but we won’t let that get in the way. As you might have noticed, this car has some rust. When I say some I mean it’s rusted with the occasional patch of metal about to rust. It sat outside for 12 years in the …