my humpback came out of a swamp in south carolina. if i knew then what i know now [sound familiar ? ] i would have left it there.
the windshield posts had been cut with a torch just above the cowl, and the rear door pillars cut at the rockers. the body [what was left of it] was rolled into the swamp and the rest used as a hoopty until the engine expired.
after i got it home, i started to find out how hard it was to find body parts for the first generation of these things.
then, after several years of studying my plan of attack, i came to realize i would be further along if i built a new chassis, rather than modify the original.
one thing i can say about this project, even though it has taken me generations to get to where i am today, it has taught me many things and skills i might have not been privy to if i had delved into a mainstream hotrod.