crice63
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Thanks for having me. I keep returning to this site for all kinds of useful info, so figured it was time to get rid of the ads.
My Dad used to say that people spent their money on traveling or art. We traveled, but our cousins always had the good art. Apparently when I wasn't paying close attention, "traveling" included keeping the cars running. Dad always had plenty of good tools and a good shop, and a covered place for wrenching. When I started driving, I worked on my cars, but only enough to keep them running. When I finally got a real job, I bought a car that didn't need any starters replaced or weekly carburetor attention, and put the wrenching in my rear view mirror. We spent our surpluses on traveling.
Until last year. I bought a 1985 S15 that needed a little work here and there. Gradually I discovered that working on the truck was a salutary respite from my teaching job, where nothing is ever really finished. I started visiting the pick-n-pull for truck parts, then estate sales for the tools I needed for the parts, then finding some storage for said tools--well, I'm guessing you guys know the drill. So here I am, with my beater truck, one car detached garage filled to the brim with stuff, and grand visions of a working garage/shop with some kind of restoration job going on within it.
Who knows where it will lead? I've been bitten by a bug, and looking around this forum suggests that I'm not alone. I hope to take advantage of the wisdom and experience of those who have weathered this addiction and made it work for them. At worst I figure I'll end up with some extra tools and a good place to listen to loud music.
My Dad used to say that people spent their money on traveling or art. We traveled, but our cousins always had the good art. Apparently when I wasn't paying close attention, "traveling" included keeping the cars running. Dad always had plenty of good tools and a good shop, and a covered place for wrenching. When I started driving, I worked on my cars, but only enough to keep them running. When I finally got a real job, I bought a car that didn't need any starters replaced or weekly carburetor attention, and put the wrenching in my rear view mirror. We spent our surpluses on traveling.
Until last year. I bought a 1985 S15 that needed a little work here and there. Gradually I discovered that working on the truck was a salutary respite from my teaching job, where nothing is ever really finished. I started visiting the pick-n-pull for truck parts, then estate sales for the tools I needed for the parts, then finding some storage for said tools--well, I'm guessing you guys know the drill. So here I am, with my beater truck, one car detached garage filled to the brim with stuff, and grand visions of a working garage/shop with some kind of restoration job going on within it.
Who knows where it will lead? I've been bitten by a bug, and looking around this forum suggests that I'm not alone. I hope to take advantage of the wisdom and experience of those who have weathered this addiction and made it work for them. At worst I figure I'll end up with some extra tools and a good place to listen to loud music.
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