I recently bought a 1964 LeBaron out of a barn. Rehabbed it and sold it on Ebay to a guy in Saudi Arabia who is here working out of texas buying up cars. OK, Fine. Mailed me a personal check and it went right through, so no problem there. The guy up and disappeared on me after that. The car had already sat in front of my house for a month while I worked on it, and wound up spending another 50 days waiting for me to threaten to resell it before he got his butt in gear and had someone pick it up. It went yesterday, hallelujah! There are two old biddys that live on my court. Nothing, but nothing happens here from sunup to 10pm that they don't know about, and I'm their main entertainment. Entertainment in your late seventies consists of complaining about other people and talking about the homeowners association rules. I'm the best thing that has happened to them in 10 years, I think. So I coincidentally did a major yard clean-up over the last 3 days, leveled the side yard (for more cars) and decided that the rock out front with weeds poking through it had to go. Sourpuss, one of them, actually smiled for the first time in memory. Guess she's happy for a few days. Wait till I get my next project car, babe.... Fortunately, there was a side yard just waiting for the old rock from the front, so that worked out neatly. Busted my butt for several days, and yesterday I pulled all three cars out of the carport to clean it and left the 1960 out in front, which is a rolling shell with no doors, hood, or trunk. http://imperialclub.com/Yr/1960/Kenyon/images/WetsandingthecarwithEasySand-reg.jpg The 64 that just got picked up, which was where I parked the '60 was actually a pretty nice car if you don't know what you're looking at: http://imperialclub.com/temp/Kenyon/1964%20LeBaron%20For%20sale%20by%20Kenyon%20(Not%20for%20site)/IMG_0140.JPG ANY-way, we ordered pizza, and the guy showed up and went nuts. Asked incredulously: "What happened to your car? It was so nice just a few days ago!!!" I wasn't there, but my girlfriend told him that we blow things up for a living, while waving non-chalantly in the car's direction. He came over and started to scold me for destroying such a nice car. I know that I make my errors on my bodywork, but hey!! I didn't know what he was talking about and told him that I was only trying to put it back together, not destroy it. He got the weirdest look on his face and decided to cut and run at that point. Hard to tell these old cars apart if you don't have "the eye", I guess. Kenyon Wills ----------------- http://www.imperialclub.com ----------------- This message was sent to you by the Imperial Mailing List. Please reply to mailing-list@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx and your response will be shared with everyone. Private messages (and attachments) for the Administrators should be sent to webmaster@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx To UN-SUBSCRIBE, go to http://imperialclub.com/unsubscribe.htm