I know this story, I’ve done it a couple of times on several vehicles, but the one that really stands out to me was the 1979-81 Camaro that was slated to be the replacement for my mother’s 1975 Omega as daily driver. From the word “go”, this thing was bad: the engine had been timed by Stevie Wonder, it heated up like the stove at Benihana when the chef grabs the squirt bottle and goes for broke, the interior was a legitimate biohazard with a small koi pond in the rear seats, thanks to crappy T-top seals, and the outside was several different shades of gray primer overlaying baby blue paint. And the marching orders came quick one day: strip everything removable off of the outside of the body, grab a sander and start scuffing, we’ve got paint that needs to be used up. Before the day was over, the Camaro wound up the same kind of aqua blue shade you would’ve seen on a Geo Storm circa 1992…not my favorite color ever, but compared to what the Camaro had been, it was a thousand times better. So long as you didn’t look inside. Nothing was going to save that disaster.
Derek sniped a truck off of Craigslist to help drag home his dad’s old Buick, and he decided to give the truck to his brother. And before he does that, he’s decided to give the truck a once over with the paint gun just to make the square body look just to brighten everything up, because…well, why not? For about the same amount of money you’d spend buying up enough rattle cans to do the same job, you can tape off everything and shoot it. And then, just because he’s feeling fancy, he’ll even pinstripe it.
Either he’s paying back something he did when they were kids or he’s building up leverage. This isn’t normal!
