Things escalated quickly for me and I saw a break in my chaotic life that I could ram the Trans Am through. So ... after six and a half years of basically being a garage queen the TA got ... no, not sold. Hell no. No, the TA got packed up and rushed up to my favorite body shop with all the parts and I told the guy who has been painting my cars since I was 15 (I'm 43 now as of this writing), the same guy who painted my '79 "Bandit" TA way back in '86 when I was a senior in high school, that I wanted the TA restored. Dad kept asking when I was going to get the damn TA put back together and I kept telling him "soon." Well, "soon" just happened on by and I hopped on board.
Here are some pics of the TA
being loaded up. I drove her to the shop with the T-tops off and only
a single seat inside.