After about...

Three years of waiting/harping on me, a few quarts of pink and cream, two NOT seized brake calipers, a pertronix ignitor, and a couple of weekends of busting my ass the Falcon is finally something the Ole' Lady smiles at when she looks at and drives it.

Just need to mount the skirts and take care of that whole back window situation. On that note, a huge thanks to my buddy Keith who came through with a back window AND one that won't break the fuckin' bank or require "waiting for the manufacturer to release a new batch". That guy's a life saver!!!

Now it's time to get back on the Olds and figure out why the Softail is literally smoking regulators...

Stay tuned.