chickenlegs
Active member
For me this project started in 06, though we had been acquainted for near as long as I can remember. As a kid I would play in this car. She would fuel my imagination with thoughts of tommy guns and bank robbery. As I grew older it became a place to stash my adult mags, as no one would every pay her much attention. She had become basically invisable in that garage with the dust laden cover and mounds of 'stuff' stacked around her like so many things collected under 'good intentions'. As a young adult I would sometimes pour oil in the spark plug holes thinking that maybe, just maybe that old engine could be massaged back to life. This car has her secrets, which holds my history, like the clock in the rear view mirror with my grandfathers initials, marking he was here. She had survived the scrap drive of WWII, eighty plus years of southern humidity, three generations my prior to find herself awaiting new life. I can only hope what skills these hands have will prove to be enough.