So....learned a big lesson the last few days, never, ever thought I was a closed car guy. Thrashed all winter to get my roadster pickup done enough to drive it, put in some brutal hours and made my deadline, got her running, jumped through the appropriate hoops and got it properly registered, and.....I don't really have an appreciation for it. I built my first car thirty years ago, a glass T bucket, overpowered, but with a chassis that handled pretty well, ran it five years, cried when it drove away for the last time. Said to myself, "I'll build a better one", over the years, remembered all the good times in it, all the stop light drags, racing a porsche home to surrey from squamish on the old hiway and soundly beating his ass, who wouldn't want another open car? Well....I'm 61 now....and....lets just say, if you like the exhaust note following you constantly, a little rougher ride, the wind blowing your hat off sometimes, the cold spots and the warm spots you encounter going somewhere, it's pretty great. This time around, I built a real nice little car, zero bump steer, turn the steering wheel with your finger, steers nice, rides pretty well, goes around corners like it's on rails, gonna get unreal mileage, what more could you ask for? My 36 ford pickup will see some mileage this year......while I contemplate the roadsters future.