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I like my women like I like my cars: Hot, hippie, and able to go for thirty years.
The VW bug that the old man, the other old man, three mechanics and I have all labored on for more than a year...she's up and running, and damn is she fun to drive! The front two thirds are a 1973 Super Beetle (one year under the smog requirements!) and the back third is a 1972 Beetle. The Old Man found her in some kid's garage and bought her on the spot for five hundred. I limped the poor girl home and she sat for a year while we redid the brakes, five times, fixed all the things the other guys did wrong, replaced parts that were installed at Wulfberg in 1973, requiring spot welds to remove, took the engine out, three times, and completely revamped the fuel system. I wanted to give up more times than I can count, first from fear, then from frustration, then from despair. The only times I kept going, some of the time, was because the old man kicked me in the rear. The stereo still doesn't work, but screw it...I like my little grey car, with her stock aircooled engine and her black leather interior and her lucky penny and her weld spots. I like her a lot.
Her name is Agatha. :D
The VW bug that the old man, the other old man, three mechanics and I have all labored on for more than a year...she's up and running, and damn is she fun to drive! The front two thirds are a 1973 Super Beetle (one year under the smog requirements!) and the back third is a 1972 Beetle. The Old Man found her in some kid's garage and bought her on the spot for five hundred. I limped the poor girl home and she sat for a year while we redid the brakes, five times, fixed all the things the other guys did wrong, replaced parts that were installed at Wulfberg in 1973, requiring spot welds to remove, took the engine out, three times, and completely revamped the fuel system. I wanted to give up more times than I can count, first from fear, then from frustration, then from despair. The only times I kept going, some of the time, was because the old man kicked me in the rear. The stereo still doesn't work, but screw it...I like my little grey car, with her stock aircooled engine and her black leather interior and her lucky penny and her weld spots. I like her a lot.
Her name is Agatha. :D