there was one huge thorn in my side,
waiting to be pulled.
black hole of a sled in various spots
in the yards of our house and shop.
Like a car version of "Where's Waldo?"
As soon as the doors opened up,
this 1963 mercury filled the void.
The owner had been extremely patient,
and it was fine time to pounce on it.
around the neighborhood,
then the actual repair needed.
and welded in the secondary panels,
starting outside under the canopy.
as working in the dirt wasn't as fun as I thought.
This was before the wood chips.
started off slow,
once I got into the groove,
the work was actually soothing.
then tig welding.
Quality time spent on tight fitting patches
cuts hack time welding bad gaps.
and know the new metal will last another 50 years.
somehow eaten away over the years.
There was nothing saveable.
which was a close enough match,
needing only a little massaging.
filling in the gaps with sheet metal.
but I'm sure you get the idea.
most of the repairs are covered with fat trim.
accumulated to such an extent.
The rolled epoxy would be enough protection
until a proper paint job.
he acted like I had it for a couple weeks.
I felt like 2 tons was off my back!