all i need now is a 6-pack and a chickee

Finally finished the shaving project I started Monday I guess it was. It feels like a month ago with all the waiting. It's turned out really well actually, only found one spot that is a little rough and will need some more sanding, but dang, I'm happy with how it's come out:


I'll take some better pics tomorrow.

Also got pretty far with the sub box...it's almost built, I need to cover the body with foam and suede before I attach the face, which I can do tomorrow. Throw on some caulk, screw on the front, badda-bing, bodda-boom, done. Then all that's left is to put it in the truck and hook up all the wires, and I'll be done.

Then deaf.

You know, it's kinda funny...on the '66 I had several ideas of stuff I wanted to do before we ever really got started, including bags and front and rear roll pans. My father just kinda wrote them off as either too much work, or too expensive.....my how times change. In one of our car mags, there's a '61 Falcon with front and rear roll pans, my father loved the clean, sleek look and suggested them for the '66. Oh yeah? I had that idea long ago.

Then, today, he shows me some stuff in the McMaster catalog....airbags. He wants to run airbags. No, I didn't have that idea months ago or anything.... Although he's much more open to the idea now because we need to make room for the power brakes, which means cutting into the shock tower, with stock suspension that wasn't possible; so we've been looking to get some inexpensive coil-overs. Then he got the idea to use bags. Although the way he wants to run them is a bit different then what I want to....he wants no onboard compressor, just two fittings behind the liscense plate to fill up them up with the compressor at the house, or a gas station. He wants to use a small onboard tank for reserve air, so you're not totally screwed if you have a problem away from an air source. Plumbing in an electric air compressor later on be difficult at all....so who knows, maybe the '66 will be dragging engine X-member. Hells yeah.