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In the last update, we covered the discovery and destruction of a very old and very hacked up wiring harness. In this edition of "how Ben spends his free time" we'll look at how to resurrect that rats nest. I'm not a master electrician, as such I don't have many spools of delightfully colorful wire with which to…

Trips to Germany and that blasted Christmas holiday conspired to keep work from progressing, but believe it or not, the project still goes on. We all knew the engine bay wiring would be a horrendous train wreck. After all, it's a forty four year old car that's undergone at least one engine rebuild and who knows how…

When I bought the car, it was with the understanding that at some murky time in the recent past, the engine had been rebuilt to some unknown degree. I couldn't make up my mind as to whether this was a good or bad thing. I'd rather have an engine untouched than rebuilt by newbs (even though I consider myself a newb).…

This is just going to be a set of pictures with the trunk lid on. There are no pictures of the trunk-lid-putting-on process. There are no pictures of the process because it involved a Friday night, a case of Bud, me stubbing my toe on the trunk lid as it leaned against the wall, and me deciding to man up and put it on…

Using bondo is something nobody likes to have to do. The stuff is an admittance in your failure of metalsmithing mastery. Still, Bondo is no wussy taskmaster on it's own. It requires a steady hand and a sense of surface space, gradient approximation, and speed - or more appropriately, the sense of balance between speed …

Sometimes, picking up a stupid, easy, completely unimportant element of the project and doing it for the fun of it helps keep the light at the end of the tunnel burning. Here are the pictures from the cleaning, priming, and painting of the original and still functional emergency jack. Looks pretty good all cleaned up,…

Nothing says I love you like a puddle of gasoline on the floor in the morning. A couple of days after fiddling with the inner fender business mentioned earlier, I walked into the garage to the overwhelming smell of dino juice emanating from a spot directly under the inner fender. That'll show me. Taking the panel back…