Peeeedal to the metal for real.
The car hadn’t stopped rolling on the floor before the center player in this Härnösand-five, Per Johanssson was belly down fitting the crane arms under the car. At the same time the offence quarterback from Umeå Samuel Strand and the left forward from the same town Björn “Rabbe” Gustavsson both slid under the car to get a grip on the rust damages. 19 inches of inside of the spark box extension toward the rear wheel house was completely missing on both sides. In addition to that, a part of the floor was missing on one side.
– You said 12 inches, Samuel said, staring me down as he ran to the body shop.
Per the flash had already extracted the headlights and was now in top gear with the bolt machine on the front fender while the quarterback-hero Bert-Ove Lundgren from Härnösand hadn’t reached the ice yet. He had bought a new tool set and brought it with him and as he opened it all 6228 parts went flying all over the floor.
– That’s far out Norrland, was heard on the broadest southwest dialect from inside the car where the last team member and the right forward in this five Dennis Sepp already had torn out the backseat.
Focused surgeons.
The Country music floating under the ceiling, the sun going down outside and the darkness entering the shop and it was officially weekend in Härnösand. In here the team machine was in good team spirit and in high working mode as every second counts. Double mig-welders were in full sparkle and when they silenced the monotone sound from three sanders was heard. They had stopped talking now. Only short, low murmurs of commands could be heard.
-”Can you hold this for a bit” or ”Could you press here for me” or “Wait, I’m going around” and “Thanks, I can take it from here”.
Without roller board, straight down in the melting water Samuel and Rabbe do inventory. New sheet needs to get in place and that’s ASAP otherwise we are screwed – 12 inches of the rear fender was the deal ??? This is twice as much rust plus the floor is way past its best before date.
Don’t know each other. Works like a team like they never done anything else. Samuel and Per.
monotone sound from three sanders was heard. They had stopped talking now. Only short, low murmurs of commands could be heard.
-”Can you hold this for a bit” or ”Could you
press here for me” or “Wait, I’m going around” and “Thanks, I can take it from here”.