Thankfully, I am not the king of followthrough.
The first car I ever lusted after was a '69 Cutlass. I actually had my first crush in Kindergarten on a girl named Tina because her mother dropped her off at school every day in that Cutlass, and my five-year-old brain was capable of discerning that if Tina were my girlfriend, her mother would most certainly drive me places in that car. There was also a yellow '70 Rallye 350 that rumbled through the alley behind our house every day, and I was smitten with the body style. My father drove Oldsmobiles for the first 11 years of my life, so I had plenty of time at the dealership to see more and more of these rockets on wheels.
Now, as my readers know, I already have a project sitting at home in the way of a two-ton Steelcase desk. This does not mean I can't want another project, one that is nearly attainable. Like the desk, I have discovered another nearly-attainable Craigslist find: a 69 Cutlass that is just begging me to bring her home.On a trailer.
But I can see the potential. Can't you?And that potential is lucky I don't have $600 burning a hole in my pocket.