Austin.Teter
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Excited to be sharing the start of a journey that I have been yearning for years about. In 2018 my wife and I moved to Roanoke, VA. We had been traveling the country for the last 5 years after meeting in Tucson Arizona. Both of us being from the Midwest, a garage was definitely not a foreign concept, but being on the road the last 5 years left me needing a place for all things that I enjoy.
We started looking for homes at the beginning of 2019 after occupying a paper thin walled apartment in the heart of downtown. My only stipulation for a house… I needed a garage. So as it goes, we compromised and got a beautiful 1922 Four Square with exactly zero garage. It was all good though because the neighborhood was stellar and we loved the house. We moved in April of 2019 and were enjoying making the home our own. It was a labor of love, we enjoyed the time spent together churning out what we had envisioned, after all this wasn’t our first time renovating together as we had taken a clapped out ‘87 Ford C-Class motor home from a Michigan road side heap to a functional home on wheels for 2.5 years through 7 states and countless rv parks and campgrounds.

As new home ownership goes, especially with a nearly 100 year old home, the first big project was not a garage, but instead a primary bathroom that required a considerable remodel after a less than supportive sub floor let loose under the shower causing a rather displeasing floor drain leak into the lower mud room bathroom. Don’t get me wrong, I loved our new bathroom, but I couldn’t park anything with wheels in it. So the garage project was put on hold.


This slight detour didn’t stop me from getting some quotes to see what we were looking at. I had a few different builders come out and entertain me, because at the end of the day I had no idea what I wanted. I had alley access but wasn’t sure how to utilize it and no idea what size I would need. At this point I only had one real pressing piece of equipment that needed space, a 1987 Buick Grand National. I had purchased the Buick back in 2011 and it had been housed in several different locations over the years after vacating my two car garage in Tucson, AZ in 2014. The Buick spent the majority of its time split between my parents garage in Minnesota and a storage unit near my in-laws in Michigan after being a guest star in our wedding in Grand Rapids, MI in 2018.

The quotes for a garage came back more rich for my blood than anticipated, especially since I was working an hourly job at the airport making less than desired. So the garage project was put on hold once again, but this time it would be longer than I would have anticipated, longer likely than anyone would have anticipated. March of 2020 my wife and I were thriving, almost a year in our new home, finally making friends and finding a groove. Well, we all know what happened next, COVID flipped our world upside down. With both of us being essential workers, we really didn’t miss a beat, but realized we were not getting much fulfillment out of the daily grind, during a global pandemic, so why not see if biology and physiology works, well it does. We had a little girl in May of 2021, this further putting the garage on hold. Being parents was awesome and we loved it, but again, no closer to a garage.

Over the next couple years we really focused on our family and careers. I climbed the leadership ladder quickly at my job and we found ourselves in a much more comfortable spot. This was great and we were very happy with where we had found ourselves. But rarely can we expect things to go great forever. In November of 2023 my Uncle passed away from a several years long battle with cancer and other related health issues, he was my gateway to cool stuff. Being only 14 years older than me, I looked up to him so much, we hung out all the time and he showed me the ropes when it came to anything that was fast with wheels and a motor. He still had his first car all those years later, a 1985 Monte Carlo SS that I begged to ride in anytime I visited, it was the sole reason I bought my Grand National when I was 21. I always told him when I got older I would have a Monte Carlo just like him and as I got older he challenged me and my GM history knowledge asking why not a Buick Grand National? I had no idea what they were, but once I did, I was hooked.

If you were looking for the inspiration for the name of the thread, I think you can see where this is going… Well, when he passed, he left all of his possessions to my grandparents who in turn asked if I would like to take possession of his Monte Carlo, my childhood holy grail. Being the sentimental person I am and a car guy through and through because of him, my answer was obvious. But it didn’t stop there, he was also the latest care taker for the family ski boat that my grandparents had bought new in 1985 a Glastron CVX-16. This was the boat I learned to ski, knee board, and slalom behind under the watchful eye of my dad, uncle and grandfather when I was young. Thus an absolute need to build the ****** was born. To house both G-Bodies, a Glastron and the 1981 Suzuki GS450 (which is a story for later in the thread)

So please follow along since we just broke ground on a 38x24 detached garage a couple of weeks ago, which will affectionately be known as the ******!
We started looking for homes at the beginning of 2019 after occupying a paper thin walled apartment in the heart of downtown. My only stipulation for a house… I needed a garage. So as it goes, we compromised and got a beautiful 1922 Four Square with exactly zero garage. It was all good though because the neighborhood was stellar and we loved the house. We moved in April of 2019 and were enjoying making the home our own. It was a labor of love, we enjoyed the time spent together churning out what we had envisioned, after all this wasn’t our first time renovating together as we had taken a clapped out ‘87 Ford C-Class motor home from a Michigan road side heap to a functional home on wheels for 2.5 years through 7 states and countless rv parks and campgrounds.

As new home ownership goes, especially with a nearly 100 year old home, the first big project was not a garage, but instead a primary bathroom that required a considerable remodel after a less than supportive sub floor let loose under the shower causing a rather displeasing floor drain leak into the lower mud room bathroom. Don’t get me wrong, I loved our new bathroom, but I couldn’t park anything with wheels in it. So the garage project was put on hold.


This slight detour didn’t stop me from getting some quotes to see what we were looking at. I had a few different builders come out and entertain me, because at the end of the day I had no idea what I wanted. I had alley access but wasn’t sure how to utilize it and no idea what size I would need. At this point I only had one real pressing piece of equipment that needed space, a 1987 Buick Grand National. I had purchased the Buick back in 2011 and it had been housed in several different locations over the years after vacating my two car garage in Tucson, AZ in 2014. The Buick spent the majority of its time split between my parents garage in Minnesota and a storage unit near my in-laws in Michigan after being a guest star in our wedding in Grand Rapids, MI in 2018.

The quotes for a garage came back more rich for my blood than anticipated, especially since I was working an hourly job at the airport making less than desired. So the garage project was put on hold once again, but this time it would be longer than I would have anticipated, longer likely than anyone would have anticipated. March of 2020 my wife and I were thriving, almost a year in our new home, finally making friends and finding a groove. Well, we all know what happened next, COVID flipped our world upside down. With both of us being essential workers, we really didn’t miss a beat, but realized we were not getting much fulfillment out of the daily grind, during a global pandemic, so why not see if biology and physiology works, well it does. We had a little girl in May of 2021, this further putting the garage on hold. Being parents was awesome and we loved it, but again, no closer to a garage.

Over the next couple years we really focused on our family and careers. I climbed the leadership ladder quickly at my job and we found ourselves in a much more comfortable spot. This was great and we were very happy with where we had found ourselves. But rarely can we expect things to go great forever. In November of 2023 my Uncle passed away from a several years long battle with cancer and other related health issues, he was my gateway to cool stuff. Being only 14 years older than me, I looked up to him so much, we hung out all the time and he showed me the ropes when it came to anything that was fast with wheels and a motor. He still had his first car all those years later, a 1985 Monte Carlo SS that I begged to ride in anytime I visited, it was the sole reason I bought my Grand National when I was 21. I always told him when I got older I would have a Monte Carlo just like him and as I got older he challenged me and my GM history knowledge asking why not a Buick Grand National? I had no idea what they were, but once I did, I was hooked.

If you were looking for the inspiration for the name of the thread, I think you can see where this is going… Well, when he passed, he left all of his possessions to my grandparents who in turn asked if I would like to take possession of his Monte Carlo, my childhood holy grail. Being the sentimental person I am and a car guy through and through because of him, my answer was obvious. But it didn’t stop there, he was also the latest care taker for the family ski boat that my grandparents had bought new in 1985 a Glastron CVX-16. This was the boat I learned to ski, knee board, and slalom behind under the watchful eye of my dad, uncle and grandfather when I was young. Thus an absolute need to build the ****** was born. To house both G-Bodies, a Glastron and the 1981 Suzuki GS450 (which is a story for later in the thread)

So please follow along since we just broke ground on a 38x24 detached garage a couple of weeks ago, which will affectionately be known as the ******!























































































