I grew up with a buddy who had a 68 427 Vette. Him and his dad completely restored that car in their driveway and painted it candy apple red. I was a lot younger than my friend and every time he employed me to work on the car it was because he needed my small younger hands and flexibility. Last thing I did on that car was replace a brake light switch. I was upside down, feet in the air, twisted up and working by feel with my eyes closed because there was no way I could see what I was working on if I wanted to.
