1960 Valiant Restore: advice welcomed.
My first Slant Six was a '67, which I backed up with the driver's door open resulting in a replacement door that was green, the car was white. Overheated the engine repeatedly, but whatever abuse I hurled at her, she never quite. Later, I got a 70's station wagon, which ran flawlessly, and not content to live without pain I sold it to a cab company and then later found myself driving, and loving a '64. Again, not content to enjoy a vintage car, I loosed that one until much later I came across a perfect '76 Mirada that ran perfectly, and was complete. Loosed that one to get a new sub compact, which has been durable, except that it rides like a Jeep and looks like every other melted chocolate bar out there. So, now I'm back with a serious love affair with a Toilet Seat '60.
The interior is ate up, and the paint is peeling, otherwise straight and complete. A 100% restoration to factory new is not my aim, but I would like to keep the general integrity as to original as possible.
Not being Jay Leno, my intent is to take it across the river to Juarez, Mexico for interior and paint. I've had some luck in the past, but there are concerns, of a general nature. One compadre familiar with cross border trade warned me that it is not unheard of to have one's car packed with narcotics and a locator device to that when one returns, and gets passed Customs, the car is retrieved, lock stock and barrel. The other general concern is that when doing business in a foreign nation, there is no recourse. If they screw up the job, you can pound sand. Maybe you can get them to fix the problem, but if they don't play ball, you're out of money and out of luck.
I'm going to have grope along in the dark, here, wish me luck. One thing is for sure, I am not letting go of her this time. I love these cars, and I love the toilet seat and the cat eye break lights. I'll blog how it goes, please jump in if you have opinions or advice.
My first Slant Six was a '67, which I backed up with the driver's door open resulting in a replacement door that was green, the car was white. Overheated the engine repeatedly, but whatever abuse I hurled at her, she never quite. Later, I got a 70's station wagon, which ran flawlessly, and not content to live without pain I sold it to a cab company and then later found myself driving, and loving a '64. Again, not content to enjoy a vintage car, I loosed that one until much later I came across a perfect '76 Mirada that ran perfectly, and was complete. Loosed that one to get a new sub compact, which has been durable, except that it rides like a Jeep and looks like every other melted chocolate bar out there. So, now I'm back with a serious love affair with a Toilet Seat '60.
The interior is ate up, and the paint is peeling, otherwise straight and complete. A 100% restoration to factory new is not my aim, but I would like to keep the general integrity as to original as possible.
Not being Jay Leno, my intent is to take it across the river to Juarez, Mexico for interior and paint. I've had some luck in the past, but there are concerns, of a general nature. One compadre familiar with cross border trade warned me that it is not unheard of to have one's car packed with narcotics and a locator device to that when one returns, and gets passed Customs, the car is retrieved, lock stock and barrel. The other general concern is that when doing business in a foreign nation, there is no recourse. If they screw up the job, you can pound sand. Maybe you can get them to fix the problem, but if they don't play ball, you're out of money and out of luck.
I'm going to have grope along in the dark, here, wish me luck. One thing is for sure, I am not letting go of her this time. I love these cars, and I love the toilet seat and the cat eye break lights. I'll blog how it goes, please jump in if you have opinions or advice.
