My cousin's husband, Mark, is a lucky boy. When they were househunting a few years ago, his principle stipulation was that he'd need to have space to build a nice big garage to play in, and that's exactly what he did.
He's a die-hard VW enthusiast, and his daily driver is a '57 Beetle that he lovingly restored. He's been working on a '67 splittie for some time, which is almost nearing paint stage, but three years ago he accidentally distracted himself by buying his wife, my cousin, an MGB for her birthday. It was tired but seemed like an easy project; however, on stripping it down, there turned out to be a little more work than he first thought, so the splittie's been on the back burner while he gets stuck into the MG.
Here's Betty the MGB, taken a little while ago:
Here's Rusty, the spares car. (Rusty is called 'Rusty' because Rusty is rusty.)
And here's what's been happening:
He's a die-hard VW enthusiast, and his daily driver is a '57 Beetle that he lovingly restored. He's been working on a '67 splittie for some time, which is almost nearing paint stage, but three years ago he accidentally distracted himself by buying his wife, my cousin, an MGB for her birthday. It was tired but seemed like an easy project; however, on stripping it down, there turned out to be a little more work than he first thought, so the splittie's been on the back burner while he gets stuck into the MG.
Here's Betty the MGB, taken a little while ago:
Here's Rusty, the spares car. (Rusty is called 'Rusty' because Rusty is rusty.)
And here's what's been happening:
