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So last time, we discussed how Hot Rod should mind their own business and spend quality time at Dulcich's house documenting all the crap that he has sitting around that he will never use. I figured that after that they could spend the next 10 years doing a monthly "what is Dave F. letting rot this week"
This time, I propose we change a term.
No longer do we "rescue" a car (unless, of course, it's from someone whose new investment opportunity is his crack addiction).
We continue the preservation.
That's the term
Most of us pull crap from out of fields, behind barns, or even from a forgotten shed and spend a lot of time and a little to a lot of money making the car do what the car was intended to do. Sometimes we even make it better... that does NOT mean that it's perfect, but it does mean that the car is a little further from the grave then when we started.
We don't restore
We don't "save"
We don't tell people they're letting the car waste away
We preserve.
So effing what that the car isn't perfect, that it still has drum brakes and cloth-wrapped wire (I'm talking about you Mr. David Stacey - you can't even come up with a last name, so why are you suddenly an expert?) I hate to break this to Stacey and his ilk - but bolting on parts does not restore a car, that makes you a mechanic, not a hot rodder or restorer. There's nothing wrong with being a mechanic, but shortening the instructions given before driving your prize and spending 3 truck loads of money is you making a Camry... again, not a hot rod.
After all, according to the Hot Rod editors, the Declaration of Independence is merely rotting away in a barn and being completely wasted. If it were Hot Rod, they'd take that document off the wall, and park it in Freiburger's garage where, at some point, someone would tear off a corner to use for toilet paper.
Happy Friday.
This time, I propose we change a term.
No longer do we "rescue" a car (unless, of course, it's from someone whose new investment opportunity is his crack addiction).
We continue the preservation.
That's the term
Most of us pull crap from out of fields, behind barns, or even from a forgotten shed and spend a lot of time and a little to a lot of money making the car do what the car was intended to do. Sometimes we even make it better... that does NOT mean that it's perfect, but it does mean that the car is a little further from the grave then when we started.
We don't restore
We don't "save"
We don't tell people they're letting the car waste away
We preserve.
So effing what that the car isn't perfect, that it still has drum brakes and cloth-wrapped wire (I'm talking about you Mr. David Stacey - you can't even come up with a last name, so why are you suddenly an expert?) I hate to break this to Stacey and his ilk - but bolting on parts does not restore a car, that makes you a mechanic, not a hot rodder or restorer. There's nothing wrong with being a mechanic, but shortening the instructions given before driving your prize and spending 3 truck loads of money is you making a Camry... again, not a hot rod.
After all, according to the Hot Rod editors, the Declaration of Independence is merely rotting away in a barn and being completely wasted. If it were Hot Rod, they'd take that document off the wall, and park it in Freiburger's garage where, at some point, someone would tear off a corner to use for toilet paper.
Happy Friday.
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