I have some sad news about Doby.
Since I ran out of parts to work on for Roby, i thought, "what the hell, why don't I go ahead and paint Doby's hatch?".
Literally as I was picking up the hatch to put on a stand to work on it, in walks my brother that I got Doby from.
Ah well, guess this had to come about some time. So we bs with each other about kids, grandkids, work and such and we start talking about mustangs.
Eventually my brother brings up about needing the rest of the money for the car........the rest of the money? He goes on to say we agreed on a price $4k above what I have given him. FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS MORE!
I didn't agree to this amount at all. My brother has a tendency of bulldozing through people, including me I'm guessing is what he's thinking.
I think Doby may just have died for me today. I might have given him another $1500 for it, especially since I have done so much to it.
Then there is the rub that I can't move Doby till i get a set of coilovers.
He's basically given me a deadline of next January to come up with the money for our "agreed upon price".
I was told not to do business with my brother, guess I just had to learn on my own.
If I could put Doby on a trailer right now, I would be driving to Stillwater with it.
What can I take away from this? I learned a lot about fox bodies working on him.
I also know I won't see a dime for my efforts on him. Expensive, time consuming lessons.
I may go ahead and paint the hatch, spoiler and front bumper since I have the paint already. Plus I know my brother will be hitting me up to paint it for him anyhow.
I feel like I'm going to throw up.