So, about 10 years ago, after much searching, we found and bought a 1969 Chevy Camaro (my dream car). We immediately had some body work done and had the car painted. That's where the progress stopped. The shop that was working on it, was slower than molasses in the winter, and while the car sat there waiting, parts started disappearing. We towed it home, with all the pieces, doors, hood, trunk, etc. and parked it. Then we moved to our new house and towed it and all the pieces here, where it's been patiently wainting in the garage for over 6 years. Various people have proudly announced that they could fix it, but most have never come back for a second visit. Along came Casey. Casey is an 18 year old friend of Jessica who loves fixing cars. He came and took a look and was ready to tackle the project. He and his dad picked up the car and all the parts leaving me with a promise that it will indeed be in one piece again and that I will be able to drive it soon.
My fingers are crossed.
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