Do you ever go in the garage and like....stare at your car....for hours?

I'm in the middle of installing a swing bar kit in my 64 Plymouth. ( Squashed my nuts one too many times on that friggin bar!)

Started here



Some cuts..



Got the passenger side done.



Time for one of these.......then another....



Then rather than start the other side, I just started looking at my car. Appreciating the lines, the clean engine bay, just the overall nastiness of the car. Stevie Ray Vaughn blasting Texas Flood, Little Wing, then some old Albert King song in the background.

Three hours later....still just staring at the car and listening tunes.

Anyone else just step back sometimes and smell the roses?

I just love this car.... Please feel free to post pictures our your love.