Yes. The Nightmare. You read that right.
But first? Assembly!
Just look at that!!!! The joy! There are no words. All the stripes. All the parts.
And that’s about 4 hours of my labor. I put everything back together myself. Jerry helped a bit. Ken painted another Miata. I wrenched. It was fantastic.
Sharka got a quick washies. I was so happy. The parts were pretty dirty from shop dust and assembly. I snapped pix.
This is Ken. He’s been in a few shots. He owns the shop and painted Sharka. Ken is a very kind man. I’m extremely happy to have him working on my beloved Roadster.
He is also very evil.
After spraying down the car, the sanding tools came out. I had no problem with this.
“Grab that chamois over in the cart and dry your car” said Ken. I again had no problem. I dried Sharka.
“Here. Grab a sanding block and sand your car.”
I was a deer in the headlights.
“But. But. I’ll fuck it up.”
“No you won’t. It’s just wet sanding. And we can fix anything even if you do.”
“Shush. You’ll do fine.”
I was shown what to do. I watched and then I sanded. And I sanded. And I sanded.
And I sanded.
Sharka’s shiny paint got sanded at my inexperienced hands.
And in the end? I now feel extremely confident color sanding a car. I know how the orange peel feels, how it feels when it goes away, what to do, and what not to do.
This is knowledge I never wanted to have nor expected to get when I woke up.
Thank you, Ken. You, sir, are awesome. I never dreamed I’d be this involved in the repaint. It’s seriously more than I ever hoped.
Next episode: Polishing and final assembly.