Here
I
am
sitting
on
my
new
project
car,
at
the
seller's
rural
property,
on
the
morning
I
bought
it.
I
hauled
it
back
home
using
a
rented
towbar
and
a
friend's
van.
Where
I
spent
about
a
year
completing
the
build
in
my
spare
time.
When
I
got
it,
it
was
basically
an
empty
shell
with
rotting
tires
on
rusting
steel
wheels.
It
barely
rolled.
The
fiberglass
body
was
already
installed
on
a
shortened
VW
type
3
pan
(squareback
frame).
It
didn't
have
a
motor
and
the
interior
was
missing.
It
needed
a
lot
of
parts.
All
acquired
from
auto
junkyards,
the
local
newspaper's
classified
ads,
and
J.C.
Whitney's
mail
order
catalog.
And
at
the
time,
the
local
area
had
a
half
dozen
auto-parts
stores
that
specialized
in
VW
stuff,
so
finding
what
I
needed
was
not
a
big
problem.
Plus
it
seemed
there
was
a
auto
machine
shop
at
every
corner,
so
getting
skilled
work
like
valve
grinding
was
painless.
A
very
tired
VW
motor
was
bought
and
soon
rebuilt
with
"big
bore"
1700cc
size
cylinders,
new
crank
and
camshafts.
It
was
fueled
by
a
Holly
Bug
Spray
carburetor.
The
high-performance
exhaust
system
was
noisy,
which
is
just
what
every
guy
wants.
It
was
painted
by
one
of
Sacramento
areas
Miracle
Auto
Painting
shops.
Despite
their
bad
reputation,
they
did
a
decent
job.
When
it
was
finished
I
had
to
register
it
with
DMV
as
a
new
vehicle.
That
process
required
getting
a
full
inspection
at
the
main
CHP
office.
During
the
inspection,
most
of
the
officers
came
out
to
the
parking
lot
to
take
a
look.
I
passed
inspection
without
any
issues.
And
as
I
drove
away,
the
steel
wool
I
covertly
packed
into
the
muffler
to
silence
it,
completely
blew
out.
Fortunately
it
lasted
long
enough
for
me
to
get
the
officer's
signature
on
DMV's
paperwork.
:)