I just went on a rampage and built a collage to use as a background for my myspace page.

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I got all my cars into it except my ‘06 Mustang GT vert because I still don’t have pics of it. Ugh.

Driving down the road one day, I *thought* I smelled a little burning plastic and *thought* I saw a tiny tuft of smoke slip up between the hood and passenger fender. But I wasn’t sure.

A few days later, the battery was dead. Hmmm… My ‘68 Mustang convertible Mustang never gives me fits of anguish. What could possibly have caused the battery to die?

I opened the hood and this is what I saw…

Yeah, it looks like a mess of wires and such and a gorgeous sway bar, but notice how there’s a length of copper wire laying outside of some fried insulation toward the left side? That was once the ground wire for the alternator.

Okay, so I definitely needed a new harness… But what made this:

Turn into this?:

Here, I’ll even turn on the flash for a close-up:

Well, when I was hunting around, I randomly picked up a bolt that was lying in the vicinity. It looked like a fender bolt, but all were present and accounted for. I have no idea how it got there and didn’t think it had anything to do with the problem.

Until I noticed that little dark spot near the end. The darn thing had shorted the charging system causing the ground wire to overload.

I put in the new harness and drove the car for about an hour. He’s fine now. I guess the fried ground wire saved my alternator.

Come to think of it, if my alternator had fried, too, I sincerely doubt I would’ve *thought* I saw and smelled smoke. Alternators have that peculiar black, stinky smoke in them. It’s pretty darn obvious. And when that magic smoke comes out, there’s just no way to put it back in, either… The darn thing is toast.

So, in the end, yeah, a little bad luck, but it could’ve been much, much worse.

I just realized that I don’t have a shot of each of my cars posted here. Duh…

Here goes…!

This is my pride and joy… ‘68 Mustang fastback. She was born a plain jane, but I assure you, she’s never been plain during the years I’ve owned her. Most of this blog has pics of me working on her. She always keeps me on my toes and will always be with me.

The ‘83 Trans Am in the previous pic used to be mine as well. Had to sell it, but I don’t really miss it that much. It was a nifty neat car and I wish I could’ve kept it, but I’m glad to’ve owned it for a time and gotten to drive it in a few television shows.

Notice the difference in engine compartment between the previous pic and the following one? The one below was taken in 1998… A few things have changed during that time, huh?

‘66 Corvette convertible… Yes, that’s a 427/435 under that hood. I’ll admit that this is more Jason’s car than mine, but right now as I write this, I’m supposed to be tuning the carb, so if I gotta work on it, I’m claimin’ ownership, too! Yes, I do drive it. And yes, it’s a very loud beast. I even used it in a few television shows and feature films.

What can I say, I like ‘68 Mustangs. Here’s my Convertible cruiser. He’s not fast, but he sure does look and drive great.

I told my hubby I was gonna do ‘a little tinkering on the car’. He came out and this is what he found!

My uber-shiny ‘92 Camaro Convertible 25th Anniversary Heritage Edition. It’s supposedly one of 7 made in this particular option combo, but I haven’t done more research to find out how true that is or where the other 6 are.

Here’s my project car–’69 Corvette–when we bought it. Finding it, involved my best friend Eddie (he helped with the last engine swap) and a pair of binoculars…over a period of about 15 years.

When Eddie and Jason lifted the hood, this is what they found. Nice, huh? Just start ‘er up. NOT!

Eddie and I particularly enjoyed this detail… Yeah, that’s a wasp nest on that rotor… I saved it, too, just ‘cuz I’m weird like that.

My ‘03 Viper is quite a fun ride…

You boys can thank my hubby for the following shot. Previously, I blogged about the ‘inevitable butt shot’ that happens when I hand a guy a camera and ask him to take a few shots of me working on a car. Well…here’s yet another prime example…

Last, but certainly not least, my ‘00 Prowler… (I really need to take more pics of it. I don’t even have one of me with it! And I don’t know how that happened.)

I also have an ‘06 Mustang GT convertible, but I have yet to photograph it. As soon as I remember to snap some shots, I’ll post ‘em, I promise.