So I was working on running purge light wiring/lines and on the wiring of some switches in the console(Nos, purge, spark retard) and had the car in gear because the angle of the shfiter is better this way from removing the shift knob retainer clip. Over the period of a few nights I worked on it in my garage. A couple of nights ago I was standing in my driveway speaking to an employee as he smoked a cigarette and noticed that the vette appeared to be sitting too close to the garage door to let it close. I asked my employee (Charlie) "does that look like it can close to you?" as I stood in the doorway, looking down the line of the garage door opening. Charlie agreed it didn't look like the door would close either, but it had been opening and closing.................for several days.
Dread swept over me, trepidation that I had damaged the car caused that cold crummy feeling in the pit of my stomach. In the dark, I made my way to the workbench and grabbed the worlds greatest worklight, seen here:
http://www.ryderfleetproducts.com/cgi-bin/ryderfp/products/srm/oid/143195/pn/Cordless-LED-Work-Light-7.2v/erm/product_detail.jspand trod the short distance back to the rear end of my car with that terrible feeling that I had done something very foolish and there was noone to blame but me.
Before I turned on the light at the site of my potential disaster I said to Charlie: "I think I am about to be very sad." I flipped on the switch on the world's greatest work light and
Sure enough, the garage door had been opening and closing, all the while rubbing paint off the back of my big blue beast.
I said " I'm very sad."
The paint was completely rubbed off in the spot where the vertical support spar of the garage door was hitting it. The car had rolled back over a period of days.... must have been rolling inperceptively, until I happened to look at the back end. I couldn't bear to look more than that quick glance. The next day I called the shop that painted it and told them what happened; begged them to fix it right away so I wouldn't have to look at the car. Robin at Auto Renew took pity on me and agreed to help me out. I didn't even go in the garage, I had Charlie drive it to the shop(he couldn't wipe the smile from his face) and had another employee follow him. I couldn't bear to see the destruction I had wrought on my own car.
