Or the car is a hole. I got the head back on the “free” XJ6 and on, and now it won’t fire. I’m fairly certain it’s something to do with the fuel injectors…that, or one of the many sealed little electronic gizmos that control them. Sigh. Give me SU carbs any day of the week!

Taken on Tax Day 2006, in the bed of my truck is the last few possessions we have–an old steel cable and a bunch of half-rotted pallets–on their way to the Internal Revenue Service office in lieu of payment of our debt…

My friend and neighbor Paul was kind enough to help me retrieve the “pile of parts” part of the 1964 MGB today. The various debris filled both our old Fords, and created quite a heap in my storage bin. Found some absolutely huge spiders in the wire wheel stack, too.

Looks like it may not be all that bad in some ways. Lots of mechanical parts to play with. The 3-main engine is stuck but doesn’t look like scrap, and between the two of every other component, there may be a decent car waiting to be put back together.

Hopefully we’ll retrieve the shell in a couple of weeks, and that is where the main misery lies. I hope to paint this car Iris Blue, as shown in the photo…very definitely not this car!