fast woman, fast car

It's mine. :)

1973 Triumph Spitfire. Removable hard top.

It's currently a basket case, and I can't wait to get started on it. R has been thinking and re-thinking the engine and transmission and ... everything. He spent a good part of Saturday afternoon online looking at independent front suspension (pop that into Google and see what comes up. It's amusing) and engines and blowers and all kinds of crap I have no idea what to do with. I'm going to be a part of the project, even if it's only to pour drinks and hand him tools.

I've learned enough about how he works to know two things for sure:
1. He will build and rebuild this car over and over again until he comes to a final decision. I will hear about all of the iterations. I will not get attached to any of what he says, because it's subject to change without notice. When he acutally buys the engine, I might start to get invested, but with the knowledge that it's entirely possible that it's going to change again. I'm totally ok with this process.
2. I know the signs that point to when he needs to be left alone, and when he wants me to be involved. I have volwed (to myself) that I will not push the issue when it's time to back off, and I will help with no expectations when it's time for me to be involved.

This should be fun, no matter what happens.

Yay!