Zen and the Art of Saab Restoration

The past couple days or weeks have been pretty hectic. I needed to be back at school yesterday (Saturday) for classes that start Monday. But before that, I had to get my car all put back together (the gas tank was out, and some other things) and running before I left. So I had been working like a mad man to get it together, and I finally did, and it was running the best it had... only the day before I had to take it to storage. The last two days, I drove it every second I could. I did everything I wanted and more to the Saab this past summer, but now it had to go in storage.

The place I store it is owned by a man I call "The Woodchuck." He is a man in his 60's who owns this old barn/factory/warehouse thing that has seen better days. But in this structure, he has packed away the most pointless, rusted, things. The engine to an old 40's firetruck? Yup, he's got it, but it looks like it was dropped from the roof of a building, and left to rust for the past 50 years. Pallets of old news papers that are damp and moldy... yeah, they are in the corner. My parents have been storing their boat there for the past six or seven years with no problems, so I'm keeping my car there too. He was kind enough to cut me a deal because my parents storing stuff there. With a cheap cover to keep the dust off, Hildy can make it.

Until school is over, good luck Hildy... and wait until you see what I've got for you next year.