It seems I’m spending an inordinate amount of time these days apologizing and/or crafting apologies for all sorts of real or imagined faux pas on my part. OK, sorry, most have been real rather than imagined. See, there I go again.
All right, all joking aside though, I do feel as though I owe you folks an apology. Especially all those who have dropped me a line wondering what in the world ever happened to the ’57 Chevy project I’d started eons ago. Especially since just a couple of editorials ago I rambled on about how I was going to get my butt in gear and install my new American Autowire wiring harness. Well, the harness (still ensconced in its neat briefcase-like packaging by the way) has at this point made it from my parts cabinet to the pickup’s floorless cargo bed – a whopping 6 feet or so. And as of today it’s no closer to being installed than it was six weeks or so ago.
One reason that I haven’t begun its installation is because I wanted to get the cab jambed and the interior and dash painted and cleared beforehand. I figured doing it that way would save me from having to mask the wiring so it wouldn’t get covered with overspray. At this point though the interior has been color-coated (in 1957 Chevy Tropical Turquoise Urethane from Summit Racing), but I’ve yet to spray the clearcoat.
Anyway, before I have to rename my ongoing project “Biannual Update” from Weekend Update, and with full knowledge of the possibility of my nose growing a la Pinocchio, I’m going to again express my intent to restart a serious garage time schedule and get the results back between the covers of CLASSIC TRUCKS. That is … as soon as I return from The Goodguys East Coast Nationals this coming weekend and right after I get caught up with the deadlines I’ll miss while on the road at the Goodguys East Coast Nationals, and …