By complete happenstance, this post is the 200th entry in the story of the Mustang’s restoration – a story that began exactly three years ago when I found the Mustang parked outside by a chicken coop:
Not having any idea what I was doing, I towed her home:
and parked her at my Brother-in-Law’s house:
because I had no room in my tiny, one “car” garage:
In the year that followed, we moved into a new, bigger house with space for a minimally-equipped shop building:
The Mustang’s engine was pulled out, rebuilt, re-installed and started for the first time:
Year two of the Mustang’s restoration saw the electrical system brought back on-line and the Mustang’s first (and so far only) real drive:
Year two also saw the Mustang get torn apart:
Prepped for paint:
And finally sent to the body shop:
As restoration year three began, I was finishing up the restoration of the upholstery:
With the Mustang still at the shop, I began running out of things to do. So I went out and found a way to keep myself busy:
She was christened Mystique, and…well… she needed a lot of work:
I’d never done body work before. I’d never welded or pulled body panels off. But the desire to learn has always been there and all journeys begin with but a single step.
I learned how to pull body panels off, eventually tearing nearly the entire rear half of Mystique apart:
I began to learn how to weld, starting with some spectacular failures:
But ending with a quarter panel patch:
and reconstructed derrière that I am damn proud of and will long remember:
Year three also saw the shop outgrow its original design and go through a number of re-designs.
What began as some simple shelving from The Home Depot and some garage sale left overs:
grew into a fully functional and well stocked work area:
with a pet mascot:
that was ready to welcome the Mustang home in early September:
Project Assembly was finally ready to start.
Beginning with a partially-assembled nose two and a half months ago:
the Mustang ends year three of her restoration looking like this:
Most importantly, her blinky blinky hood scoop lights work:
And her engine has awoken once again:
As I begin year four of this journey, I look back in awe at everything that’s happened in the past three. What began with a U-Haul trailer towing a broken down old car I had no place to work on has turned into something amazing:
I don’t know what will happen between now and next year’s anniversary post. I do know however that I’m looking forward to finding out.
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