...I did this after taking two ibuprofen, getting a shave and shower, running a couple of errands, and getting a couple Whoppers for lunch. Can't beat $5 for two Whoppers, I always sez.
Anyway, I dragged myself out to the driveway and started working. Lo and behold: the MGB's left rear wheel was indeed stuck due to brake pad issues; I backed off the adjuster and it freed right up. I gave the right rear wheel's adjuster a couple of turns just to make sure it was completely free, then got 'er off the jack stands and pushed her out into the sunlight for the first time since 2004.
Unsure how to proceed--not having the energy to start any serious work on the thing just yet--I got out the hose and rinsed off nine years' worth of dust and garage cruft.
The damned thing looks like a million bucks. Seriously. I just rinsed off the dirt, but after coming inside the house to attend to a few things, when I went back out to the driveway and I saw it sitting there, I was all Damn, what a nice car that thing is.
I have a lot of work to do--a lot--but I'm starting with a pretty good foundation, and if I can just get the thing to run and drive as good as it looks, people will be begging to buy the thing from me.
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I had to move my Jeep in order to have room to move the MGB into the driveway, and I realized that was the first time I'd driven the thing since...when? I can't even remember. I've been riding the motorcycle to do my errands and such, because the weather has been so nice and the bike gets five times the fuel economy that the Jeep does. Gas is $4.26 per gallon in the Fungal Vale (though I saw it for $4.19 at one station today). I'd wager it hits $5 per gallon this year since no one's up for re-election. $4.26 in early May is a flying start, let me tell you. (The MGB, incidentally, gets around 25 MPG when it's running correctly. So maybe instead of AV plates I'll get regular ones and drive it....)
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We're looking at much more seasonable temperatures for the rest of the week, but that's fine with me. I can wear a hoodie while cutting the grass on Sunday; no one cares.