NOON. The Buicks paint was cracked and had great surface rust craters in the plate. Robert, Rabbe Gustavsson was the one who most clearly realized the tremendous preparatory work that still remained. He didn’t say it but his grinder was never quiet.
Dennis Sepp had not sanded before but Rabbe saw his talent, gave tips and the two were working very closely in the grinding fog. Behind them was Samuel, putting on new bondo and molded abrasive basis.
Bert-Ove called from its outsourced shop:
-Houston we have a problem. I have been disassembeling stuff but the new bushings do not fit. Right now we have no front suspension. We agreed to use the old bushings from 1950. No one liked it but we had no choice.
The cell rang again. Hasse and Ann Sjöberg, two amazing enthusiasts from Örnsköldsvik with show cars, drivers and giant garage, had seen my cry for help online.
-Nahh, We come down. I’ll take the strips I have said Hasse.
We got to take what we wanted. A Golden Moment to remember.
My wife ( nick name The Ant as she’s little and
hard working) came with lunch and the local newspaper was lying on the table. Mission 47 was on the first page, TV-station Middle News wanted to cover it. 6000 had been on usabil.nu where webcam was to be found and several had
posted cheerful greetings and tired bodies got fuel. Samuel started distributing pinstriped special memories at the table for everyone. Golden Moments.