So, I have been on the lookout for several years for a project car. I want to have something I can work on with my 3 boys to teach them how to do car repairs. I was also looking for something possibly convertible, capable of seating 5, has a manual, that we could all take out together for ice cream runs, rides along the ocean, etc.
So, two weekends ago, I picked up our new project car. Meet Uncle Pete's Vette.
It is not a convertible, not a manual, and can only take two of us for ice cream, shore drives, etc. However, it is a car that has all 3 boys and Mrs. Wx. excited to fix it up.
A little history first. Uncle Pete's Corvette is a 1984 Black Corvette with 4 speed auto, 16" custom alloy wheels, and a rear wing. It was owned by my late brother-in-law, Pete. He bought it well over 15 years ago down in Florida. He and my sister-in-law (Mrs. Wx's sister) had a lot of fun in the Vette before they moved up to New Hampshire when my twins were born (14 years ago). It came up here in 2002 and was running for a short while before it was parked in their garage. It was last registered in 2004. After it started to have running issues, it sat.
Eventually, they wanted to get rid of it and I almost bought it 5 years ago. But timing wasn't right so I passed. One of Mrs. Wx's brothers said he wanted it and was going to fix it up enough to drive down from NH to MA. During this time, Pete passed away. The vette continued to sit, getting a few little things fixed, but not road worthy. It was passed through two brothers, but still sat in the garage in NH. Finally, my sister-in-law sold her house, so the vette HAD to move.
Now, this is my first time ever pulling a car home from somewhere. First time towing anything. So, I borrow a truck from a friend, rented a trailer from U-Haul, and took off with a friend to get the Vette. What could go wrong?
I knew the car was out of gas, but my BILs had at least got it running. I packed some gas, wrenches, tow straps, had a jump pack in the truck. Tried to cover all the bases. Trip up went fine. Got into the garage, and this is what I found.
Remember I said I tried to think or everything? Well, did I mention an air pump? No. Front tire was completely flat. I couldn't find a pump in the garage, but the neighbor had one. One disaster averted. After some fresh gas in the tank and some air in some flat tires, we were able to "drive" it onto the trailer.
Trip home in Part II.