Look, I tried. I wanted to save it. Really I did. But the rust was awful. The sail panels rusted, the rockers, the doors and every fender had a hole through it. I decided to cut my losses. Who needs a windshield? Interior bits? Suspension perhaps? Most of the parts will be restored and put on the shelf for future projects.
Oh. Why did I cut it in half? It doesn’t have a title. So there was that little detail. I bought it as a parts car before I went all sappy on it for two months. Don’t ask me why cutting a car in half makes it ok to dispose without a title. Do car thieves know this? I asked if I need to bring the two yutes, halves, separately thinking the body can’t be tracked at that point. Kinda like cutting up a credit card and throwing it out in two different trash pickups. “Just bring ’em together.” Umm. Ok.
Bu-bye 9-1-4. Hello $57 dollars in scrap metal.