Last evening, this olelongrooffan decided he was finally going to install the carpet remnant, courtesy of the recarpeting of TheGoodAttorney's home, in the cab of the Indian.
You see, when the Indian came into my possession, there was a gaping hole in the floorboard on the driver's side and the vinyl covering and the padding beneath it was shot. Several weeks ago, this olelongrooffan tore out the remaining vinyl and padding in front of that bench seat, patched the hole, used a little liquid insulation to mask the patch work and sprayed the entire front floor with undercoating paint.
It looked okay, but I wanted to have a tad more quietness in the cab, for when this olelongrooffan gets the sound system operational. Plus thejeepjunkie was giving me a ration about having tin floors in my Jeep. I mentioned he had them in his and he promptly shut up!
Well, as you Counters probably deduce, the rust inside that cab was not contained to the floorboard but also affected the bolts holding that massive bench seat in place.
So today, this olelongrooffan spent the day at the "Busted Knuckle Garage".
Yeah, I had to use a pair of vice grips to remove the rear nut from the stationary bolt on the driver's side. The front nut? No worries, the entire lower end of the front seat bracket was so rusted that, after removing the two passenger side seat retaining nuts, when I lifted that seat up the bracket just broke loose from that bolt.
So anyway, today, the "Busted Knuckle Garage" was in the parking lot of the Taj Mahal on a pleasant Chamber of Commerce day here in the Birthplace of Speed.
One time, after reentering the Taj Mahal for some now forgotten reason, when I returned to the "Busted Knuckle Garage", across the way was this sweet Mercedes 190E with the desirable 2.8 litre engine.
There was also a never-before-seen by this olelongrooffan Tennessee badged Ford Explorer, a U-Haul truck and a young couple working a GPS inside that Explorer.
Now lest you Counters think that this olelongrooffan is a "Condo Commando", think again. I am merely observant. A "Commando" would have gone over to find out what was going on, after giving me a ration of sh*t for having the Indian's seat in the yard of the Taj Mahal.
Anyway, back to What I Saw Today. This is a pretty sweet old ride. The only flaw I noticed was the crack in the rear wing between the third taillight and the driver's side support bracket.
A little later, a guy around my age (I almost said "older"), who I presumed to be a Realtor, came out and as I was working on the Indian seen in the background, I commented that it is a nice 190. Thanks, he said. It is a 91.
As an aside, in the above image, you Counters can see What I Saw Today, my Indian, and the roof of my oleragtop.
Now I am sure you are wondering why I still have that oleragtop when I have previously mentioned that it was sold. Well, the buyer left his wallet on top of a gas pump awhile back and has spent the last few weeks getting that situation resolved. He contacted me yesterday that he wants to come down on Sunday and pick it up. Sounds great to me.
Except now I can't find the d*mn title! I am sure I put some place unique just so I would remember where it was!
And for the final image of What I Saw Today.
The interior is immaculate and not a cracked dash in sight. This car must be garaged to be nearly 20 years old, have 236,000 miles on the clock, have such a nice rumble and still be in such pristine condition.
And just because this olelongrooffan can, check out this link with just a few more 190's.
Know this Counters, this busted knuckle possessing olelongrooffan is sure happy to have gotten that new carpeting installed in the Indian, moving that oleragtop on down the road and seeing that sweet 190. Yeah, it really helps me to