The Secrets Out
Funny how you try to keep a little obsession quiet and then one day it appears in the ‘Bulletin’ for all the world to read.
Eight years ago I insanely decided to import a left hand drive Austin Healey 3000 from the U.S. and spend a bit of time doing it up.
When purchased, the car was a real crock, a basket case, cost me an arm and a leg even in that condition but the obsession was off and running.
The point of no return was reached one Saturday with the car stripped down to every last nut and bolt spread from one side of my garage to the other. For accuracy please include under the house, down the sideway and in the kitchen. The good news was from this point the only way was up.
The entire body, chassis and even the nuts, bolts and washes were sand blasted and from there commenced the long daunting task of the bare metal rebuild.
With an eye on 100% originality the slow task of the reconstruction was underway.
Seven years later and at a cost that I will not even tell you for fear of its way back to my wife Lynne, the job was completed.
So far we have only clocked up 650 miles with Sunday morning jaunt through the Yarra Valley, a quick coffee and back.
A think a longer journey to give it a really good “caning†is really needed.
If you see a Healey Blue 3000 parked in full view of a small coffee shop in the Yarra Valley it may well be me attending to my caffeine addiction.