Drove the hotrod up to Woodstock this weekend with Inna and my neighbor David for the Iron Invasion show. This is the first time I've taken the car further than just short spins around town. Felt good to make it back under its own power, even though I did need the help of a couple vice grips to make it home when the throttle cable snapped on the highway....... all part of working the kinks out I suppose.
That's David's Studebaker next to my car - he did some great mudbogging for the grandstands. Peer pressure is hard to resist sometimes... He said he scraped over 50 pounds of mud of his car yesterday. Cool stuff.