Documenting the restoration of my growing collection of classic Mustangs
Most of the external parts are removed, leaving the power train and the suspension. Once I get that removed, I will need to figure out how to get it on the body cart without a lift. It turns out a body cart is kind of tall compared to where the body sits on its own suspension.
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As I continue my dismantling, I have found a theme from the previous owner who clearly slapped it together to unload on to some unsuspecting sucker: Hand Tight. I didn’t find many parts that needed convincing to be removed. In some cases, like the shocks, one bolt was tight, the other was half on. This takes dedication to do it that poorly as they are lock nuts and the harder of the two to reach was done right.
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Several months ago, my daughter sent me a picture of a Playboy Pink 66 coupe, saying she thought it looked beautiful and she would drive a mustang if it looked like that. Now, I have had my coupe since before she was born, and while it didn’t always run (it mostly didn’t run), it’s always been around, taking up space somewhere, but she was never really interested in it. When her younger brother started high school, he said it would be cool if he could drive it to prom if we got it fixed up, and I was on it. Even through all that, she was never really interested. She did appreciate how it was looking nice as I was putting it together, but not really into it. So when she sent that picture, I saw my opening.
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