Turned out I really picked the wrong dude to take on the bodywork and paint on this car.  I think he meant well, but this job was just too big for him.  He messed it up real good.  I'm pretty sure it wasn't this job that made him turn to crack or meth or whatever the heck he was on, but he had to go.  And it took me waaaaaay too long to show him the door.  (I'm a softie)

So without mentioning names, if you're thinking about getting bodywork done in Phoenix, just don't hire THIS guy.   ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->

Oh my gosh did he like his welder...

Ian James Corlett's

The journey of a humble 1966 Porsche 912 from backyard beater to a 100% electric vehicle.