Billions of years ago, there was a huge explosion and long story short, the Earth was formed...
Then some other shite happened, there were some really big Lizards knocking about, then some Nazis created some 'issues', and more recently there's been some strangely coloured politicians...
Sometime between the latter two events, I bought a lovely, totally original, Fj1200 (3CV).
Then, one day, something REALLY bad happened... I decided it would look better black.
Although, on balance, I regretted my choices, it looked okay, and they all lived happily...for 18 months after. Then divorce and poverty decided to come and stay with me for a wee awile...
That too did pass... but poor old Yammie lived outside, baking in the southern Spanish sun for 10 years.
And oh my... doesn't she look rough now...
But today marks the start of her metaphorical jog through Philadelphia's Italian market and eventual ascent to the top of the steps outside the Museum of Art.
Today her strip and restoration begins. And with the help of you, good people, I have every confidence in its ultimate success.
First, I'm gonna make sure the engine runs and is, in principle, still sound - sorta Joe-from-'2Vintage'-stylee, then strip her, have the frame blasted and powder-coated, and from then on I think you'll all be sick of hearing from me with all my questions.
Here we go...
I like the black with a white stripe....what did you call her, Pole cat? :good:
Quote from: Motofun on Today at 06:16:23 AMI like the black with a white stripe....what did you call her, Pole cat? :good:
HEHE - wasnt planned...that's where the old black paint chipped or I should say blasted off by the pressure washer :Facepalm: