I don't come over here much, but knew you guys would appreciate this story. As you can see from my sig below, I have partial possesion of my parents '66 Fastback, by partial I mean they intend to let me have it once I have somewhere to keep it and my intentions. Luckily, I live within 150yds of my parents and the Mustang is in their barn. Yes, there are still some unrestored Mustangs in old barns and this one hasn't seen road time since 1985. I was 14 when it was parked.
Now, over the years, it has pretty much sat in storage waiting on me to change that fortune. Now 35, I am financially becoming more able to do things and the Mustang's restoration is always on my mind.
Over the past couple of weekends, Dad has wanted to clean up the shop/barn. Moving everything out and raking debris that has blown in over the season. So, friday I took the tarps/car cover off the '66 and noticed the rear tires were pretty flat/shot, deciding to roll her out into the daylight to get a look at her since the last time was about 6 yrs ago. I pull out the lug wrench and loosen the rear lugs, jack her up and put two large stands underneath. Toss the wheels into my pickup and go to get some used tires put on, but had to leave then overnight til saturday morning.
I come back and give her a wash, just for general principle and cover her up for the night outside the barn. However, early saturday morning about 1:30 am came a down burst of rain. I hadn't checked the weather, so there I go at 1:30am out the door across my yard in boxers/tshirt/umbrella and flashlight to make sure the Mustang wasn't taking on water with those 41 yr old window gaskets. Sure enough one of the tarps had blown off, so I grab it up and put it back over the car, making sure it would stay this time.
How's that for love? My wife never knew I went missing. Ha!
It rained pretty hardon and off til about 7am, I went an picked up the wheels with used rubber(nice tires) and reinstalled them. I pumped up the front two tires(still ok)and had my wife get in to steer and I rolled it back into the stall. Man, those cars are easy to push. Once in, I made some adjustments, put one of my old covers over it and reinstalled the large tarp with some bungee straps.
This may not seem a whole lot, but boy did it ever get the ideas rolling in my brain. I'm currently working on my own shop plans and hope to have it completed by Spring. The '66 moves there at that point. Dad seemed pleased I was out in the rain at an ungodly hour to check on her, I see the "partial possesion" pendelum swinging more in my favor to full possesion.
Thanks for reading guys.
Now, over the years, it has pretty much sat in storage waiting on me to change that fortune. Now 35, I am financially becoming more able to do things and the Mustang's restoration is always on my mind.
Over the past couple of weekends, Dad has wanted to clean up the shop/barn. Moving everything out and raking debris that has blown in over the season. So, friday I took the tarps/car cover off the '66 and noticed the rear tires were pretty flat/shot, deciding to roll her out into the daylight to get a look at her since the last time was about 6 yrs ago. I pull out the lug wrench and loosen the rear lugs, jack her up and put two large stands underneath. Toss the wheels into my pickup and go to get some used tires put on, but had to leave then overnight til saturday morning.
I come back and give her a wash, just for general principle and cover her up for the night outside the barn. However, early saturday morning about 1:30 am came a down burst of rain. I hadn't checked the weather, so there I go at 1:30am out the door across my yard in boxers/tshirt/umbrella and flashlight to make sure the Mustang wasn't taking on water with those 41 yr old window gaskets. Sure enough one of the tarps had blown off, so I grab it up and put it back over the car, making sure it would stay this time.
How's that for love? My wife never knew I went missing. Ha!
It rained pretty hardon and off til about 7am, I went an picked up the wheels with used rubber(nice tires) and reinstalled them. I pumped up the front two tires(still ok)and had my wife get in to steer and I rolled it back into the stall. Man, those cars are easy to push. Once in, I made some adjustments, put one of my old covers over it and reinstalled the large tarp with some bungee straps.
This may not seem a whole lot, but boy did it ever get the ideas rolling in my brain. I'm currently working on my own shop plans and hope to have it completed by Spring. The '66 moves there at that point. Dad seemed pleased I was out in the rain at an ungodly hour to check on her, I see the "partial possesion" pendelum swinging more in my favor to full possesion.
Thanks for reading guys.