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So I'm beginning to think that someone out there in reader land doesn't like me very much.
My initial thoughts would lead me to think that it's someone in the Midwest. Someplace where Voodoo is still practiced, and deep fried gator, sees more than the occasional visit to the dinner table. Why, you ask? Well, it seems that ever since I first complained about having to rush Ernie's truck to Reso last year, that I have had several other "rush" projects show up. So what else am I supposed to think? It's gotta be Voodoo right?
Let me start from the beginning. I was working on a trade project for my friend "Big Jay" and he comes to me one day and asks if I could have it ready for SEMA. If he can get it to SEMA then he can get wheels and tires along with whatever else sponsors are willing to cough up. "Sure" I responded, "We can probably do that." If I only knew what was in store for me!
Initially the truck was supposed to be outside the SEMA convention center. That is good for me since I am the one painting this truck as artificial lights are tough to make paint look good under. Then I'm told that it's going inside. A little more work on the paint, but we can do it. Then it's a maybe it's going inside. Then it's for sure going inside, and it is going to be a working display where people can walk up to a control tower and raise or lower the suspension. WHAT! Now I'm in a mad dash to make sure that the suspension and the other goodies that would not otherwise be seen is up to snuff. The biggest concern (any of you that have a body dropped vehicle can appreciate this one) is that someone is going to destroy our freshly painted bed sides by lifting the front suspension without first raising the rear end a small amount. So what do we do, not bodydrop it? Just before cutting into the beast, I called the man spearheading the placement for a handful of SEMA vehicles, including ours, and asked what we should do. He said, "Plans have changed, you're back outside again." Ummm... Okay.
So it's back to being a simple outside truck again. No problem, sort of. Typically, Jay would take care of any running around that needed to be done, but he's been forced to stay at his job in some far away land for a week at a time, leaving me to do all of it. This typically would not be that big of an issue. But as I stated earlier, this is a trade job, there is no money involved. So now I'm trying to run a shop that is full of projects, one of which is a high-end client that has extremely high expectations of the amount of work that is to be done each week and a SEMA project that is paying nothing. SEMA projects have a way of draining everything, time, money, even your soul! Thank God for my crew and my good friend Matt Kiper, without them this truck would never make it in time.
As I'm writing this, I have one day left to finish the truck before it leaves Saturday morning and it is still on jackstands waiting for me to cut the frame on the passenger side of the truck and build a tranny crossmember. I have to admit, it'll get done for sure, but I'm nervous about what everyone will think. It's being built as a daily-driven tow pig and now it's going to the biggest show in the world... wish us luck!