She lures me out there. Quietly she waits in the garage. She doesn't share my gaze... merely sits there with the cozy yellow blanket draped around her, looking as though she wants the touch of my hands. I can sense that culmination is near. I think I have made the right connections and all she needs is fuel and a battery and I'll be ready to start her.
I began her engine overhaul four months ago, and had her engine bay and body stripped and painted. New firewall pad, cleaned and painted engine parts, new Sanden Compressor, new condensor. Able to work on the car only three or four days a month, and I am finally close. I still have to add the other fluids but I think I'm ready to start her. I know the FI pump, mixture, linkage and other challenges lay ahead, but I am foolishly optimistic. I really want to go to work this moment. Either old age or wisdom has told me that although I want to, I should wait until the morning to begin the last leg of the journey.
The night will be long.
Ray
'68 280SL 4-spd Coupe