Then, and I won't bring this up again, He threw away a ten year friendship, and a heck of an Opel business, over a woman. It did not last six months, I told him so, and it makes me sad, to think about all the good broships I have lost over a (no darn good) woman.
The other part is, when all this stuff was put in the storage space, it was boxed randomly, and just hauled in there. So there is no rhyme, or reason to what is in all the boxes, and one third of the stuff is gone. The problem is I have to go through everything to figure out, what we have, and don't have.
We have a lot of good stuff, but I am not exactly sure, what all we have. For instance there was 12 short blocks, now there is only one. But we have 8 cylinder heads, and 6 crankshafts, and a bunch of connecting rods.
Then there is the logistics of it all. From my apartment in Dallas, to Fort Worth where the parts are is a one hour drive. From there to the new storage space in Fort Hood, is another two plus hour drive.
Now Mark can Drive, he is a Pro, seriously, anybody who has driven a million miles in an 18 wheeler better be. But when we load the Ford Ranger, and the Uhaul trailer, it's not so much, what we have space for, it's about the weight too. Oh the truck can pull it, but you still have to slow down, and turn corners, and when we get off the Interstate and the trailer wiggles taking the off ramp, then you know, you're pushing the limits.
Speaking of limits, neither of us are young men, and three hours of loading stuff, in the Texas Heat, is rather taxing. When Mark says a Ton, that is not just a figure of speech. Between the two of us, and all the stuff we have to haul out of the storage space, and then put back in, after we load the stuff we are taking this time, we have probably lifted and carried more than two thousand pounds.
Not saying we sweat much, but we show up with 64 ounce Big Gulps with ice and Dr Pepper from 7-11, a couple of Gatorades, and some bottled water for the task of loading. Then we stop at the first place we can find on the drive back, to get another 64 ounce drink with ice for the trip back. An hour later, which is five hours total, we stop again, because that's the first time we need to pee, and it ain't much, maybe a cup. The rest got sweated out. Texas Heat will do that to you.
We are cleaning out the Agean Stables here folks. It's a huge task, believe me. Then we get to the new storage space and we have to unload. From there it's a few beers, a night in a cheap motel, and waking to have coffee and Alieve for breakfast. Followed by opening boxes, sorting parts, and another fun drive back to Dallas. We take turns at the gas stations paying for it all, and my Paypal card is about wore out.
In the end, I hope it's all worth it. The hardest part is deciding what to keep, because once it's gone, it's gone.Mark wants to see two Gt's in his driveway, I want to set up my vid cams on tripods, and make a you tube of two Red Gt's doing a burn out, side by side. Stay tuned for that.
Note: Sorry Mark, I did not mean to hijack your thread.