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Today, I spent the day with a sawzall and chopped up a 1965 Type 34. Salvaged the engine, transmission, two doors, hood, decklid, glass (other than windshield, which was busted), starter, front end, and miscellaneous interior panels and parts. I was surprised at how well the operation went. The Type 34 was junk. I paid $750 for it about 4 years ago and hardly used a part off of it. That was back in the days when I thought that anything "Type 34" was a great car. Three floor pans were rusted out, it had a radio, but I didn't bother with it. It was a 343, yellow, and the brakes were bad. I gave the engine away to Scott, my hand. Scott plans to put the engine in a 1968 bug, which is possible by changing out the oil cooler, putting an upright oil filler on it, and doing some other modest work on it. He'll have a VW 1500 engine, then. I'm having problems with my next-door neighbor at the shop. I have let three boys move 5 VWs in and take them apart and put them together again. I really didn't want this, but it snuck up on me. The neighbor runs a cleanup shop. He complained to the landlady, and she threatened to evict me. She told me that I had told her that I was only going to store cars there, not to work on them. I told her that my lease didn't say anything about not working on the cars, but that I had arbitrarily decided on minor VW repairs. Anyway, I still hafta cover that bridge. So, the ole boy that ratted on me dropped by today and screamed, "What are you doing?" (we were working behind the building, where we maybe shouldn't have been, but then. everyone does it including him). I told him that we were cutting up and old car to get rid of it. Then he hollered, "How ya gonna do it with Volkswagens?" I reminded him that we were going to use the VW bus, which he had forgot about. Well, he traipsed off sorta sullen-like, and I asked my hand if he was the one who had ratted on us. My hand said, "Yes!" and that burned my ass. I was in the space first, and until I let these boys go wild we got along fine. About a month ago, however, I raised hell with his hands for parking in our spaces so that we had none. Then, about a week ago, I caught his hands filling our dumpster with his trash bags, and I raised hell with them again and told them that this was our dumpster and threw his bags out on the ground near his dumpster. His hands don't realize that it costs me $55 per month if the dumpster is not overflowing, but $75 per month if it is overflowing. We only use about 1/2 dumpster per month, but it is constantly overflowing if we don't say anything. Anyhow, It looks like problems for me. I'm gonna try to get my landlady to agree that if I stay in the space with the doors closed, I can do whatever repairs are needed. Don Garies dgaries808@aol.com ------------------------------------------------------------------- Search old messages on the Web! Visit http://www.vwtype3.org/list/