Here is a 1955 Wolfburg Euro Kombi that I dragged home to Kingwood from Toronto, Canada:
It is much worse than it looks! Lots of hacks and bad patch panels covered in bondo and thick, blue housepaint. Bulkhead hacked out, no glass, no correct bumpers, no motor, locked up trans.
Emerging from the torture chamber like some poor POW that's been looked up, abused and forgot about:
Getting dragged onto the Uhaul with the help of a chain and generous amounts of WD40 sprayed onto the ramps:
Almost ready for the 1600 mile journey to the home of someone that actually gives a shit:
Finally arriving late at night we pulled it off with my lawn tractor (it fell off the ramp) and put it on dollies:
"Thanks Dad for coming over in the middle of the night to help me drag this off the trailer"
"No, I didn't expect it to fall off the ramp like that either"
"I doubt the lawn tractor warranty covers this type of thing"
"No dad, I don't know how we're going to get it over that lip and into the garage"
"Yeah, I know your too old for this crap but your free labor."
"Yes dad, I know I am insane for driving over 3200 miles to another country for a rusty blue turd"
It took me 5 months to overcome the shock from the enormity of the project I got myself into to get myself back in the garage, but I finally took my first bite of the blue elephant.
I removed the trans and mounted a caster wheel for a trip to the soda blaster:
"Guys, please be careful with that. It's a rare and fine German automob....why are you laughing?"
I hope there is something left when he is finished:
"Be carefull with the gas flap, it's a one year only item and I would never be able to find another one...yes, I am serious."
My elephant of a project just got much larger. That is a LOT of bodywork for an amateur to do.
My equally VW crazy wife examining the fascinating Wolfsburg factory markings that were revealed from under the paint and primer:
More to come, but right now I am starting to feel like a narcissist.
-todd
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