I realize that the folks that do this sort of thing for a living aren't all that impressed that I was able to lower an engine into the same car that it came out of and put a couple bolts into motor mounts that were designed by the factory to put this engine in that chassis. No cutting and welding was necessary, and there wasn't anything to really do other than pushing the hoist around the floor. There are people out there that do this sort of thing every day and are able to do a much better job in a fraction of the time. If I had to pay myself a wage for the hours that I've spent, I'd be absolutely broke except I'd have all that money I paid myself, so that would be okay I guess. All of that aside, this is - to me, at least - a major milestone.
Back in 2017, my dad shut down his business and sold his building so he could retire. My brother and I were very accustomed to being able to use the woodworking/cabinet-building/countertop-building shop that was part of the business. There was too much "good stuff" in the way (most of which we tossed in the Dumpster because it wasn't good enough to move and store!) to ever do anything like bring a car into the shop, but we could just pop out there whenever we wanted and would have access to the space and tools to do whatever, especially if it involved woodworking. If we could find a place to put all the tools, we could have them, so we had to scramble a little bit. There was a very short window of opportunity because the deal to sell the building happened really fast, so the best we could come up with in a short period of time was to get two storage units with part of the wall removed. The dream was a workshop where we could work on cars and do woodworking projects as well as anything else that came up, but as you can imagine, trying to do anything in a pair of 10x30 storage lockers with only about 33% of the wall between them removed was cumbersome.
Fast forward to early 2019 and we found a new space to build out our workshop: Geographically closer to me, but drive-time for both my brother and I is exactly the same; 20x70; 12' garage door with 16' ceilings (that's good for woodworking); gas heat; "real" electrical service (so that we can run the table saw); a bathroom and running water instead of a long walk to a portapotty; a separate man door so you can get in and out without losing all the heat; and even an office area. We'd be able to have plenty of space to set up all of Dad's tools as well as have room to work on cars. At the storage locker, only one of us could really be working on anything at a time, and now we could both work on stuff and not get in each other's way! There would even be so much room that when we brought supplies in we could pull the truck or trailer into the shop and unload it inside. It was The Dream!
Of course, it was about 4 months before we discovered this new place that der Scheißwagen took the big Scheiß in its Bett and I knew that I was going to have to do *something* with it, but I hadn't thought that far ahead yet. It was parked at the local independent Merc/BMW/Audi/VW shop and I hadn't made arrangements to move it because I wasn't sure where it should be delivered yet. We moved in to the shop and the very first thing I did was pull the motorhome into the shop so I could work on the front suspension in January. It was amazing to finally be able to work on a vehicle inside in the wintertime while not wearing a coat or thermals! And the fact that the vehicle was a 32' long motorhome was even more amazing. But it didn't take too long before I got the call from the shop that they really wanted my hunk of crap out of their way so I had it flatbedded to the shop.
March 13th or 15th or maybe the 19th of 2019 - the exact date is on the receipt from the towing company that is stuck under the windshield wiper - der Scheißwagen was delivered into the shop and for the last 3 years it has been in the way. I had it pushed all the way up against the wall, but it's the "wrong" wall. The approach to the garage is complicated by the shape of the parking lot. The whole building is at the bottom of a hill and part of that hill is directly in front of my garage door:
The red "X" marks the spot, so it can be a little hard to make the swing to get into the garage. The door is also not centered between the walls:
My original plan was that a non-op project car would be stored up against the wall on the left side there so that you'd be able to make the swing into the garage without too much effort. But the Merc wound up against the other wall where it blocked much of the door. I could get cars in and out, but it meant some Austin Powers action to line things up right and then once they were in, any work on the sides of the cars meant I was crammed up against either the Merc or the shelves against the other wall. Getting the Excursion in was a real PITA and I couldn't even open the doors. Once I put the lift in the shop, it was cool, but now getting the car in was even more difficult because I had to be on a straight approach by the time I crossed the threshold into the garage in order to be lined up with the ramps. And there was no chance to push a non-operational car over to the side to work on something else because I already had one of those.
It was one of those things that just kind of made me angry every time I tried to use the shop.
But now, having this car on the lift in the center of the space has finally made the workshop what I always dreamed it would be. I can walk all the way around it and don't have to squeeze past a wall or a shelf or another car or anything. I now have a project car in the shop and I can make full use of the shop to work on that project car. I have finally realized the dream! Now, once I can drive it out of there and bring the next project in (I'm looking at you, Miata!) it'll be even more betterer, but for right now it's been three years coming, but we're finally using the workshop how we originally intended and that's absolutely huge to me.
But nobody cares about that sentimental horseE36 M3, let's see where we're at now. I've made a list of things I need to do and now it's just a matter of starting to knock those off one by one:
The astute reader will notice that I have a very large amount of blank paper as well as a Sharpie right there so that as I remember things that need to be done, I have plenty of capacity to add them.