Memories
It was a heavy earth moving diesel fitter's second car he'd restored. Though this was one of 20 cars he'd owned within twenty years.
The hot pink duco that appeared red in the advertisement of the Unique Cars magazine for sale section in 1993, was fitted with GTS badging, Momo steering wheel and set down on some low monroe shocks. A 308 deeply thumping out its notes, It was a real head turner on the highway along the Tweed Coast from Greenmount to Byron wherever we pulled out the surfboards, we were asked, "If it was for sale? Is it yours?" With a featured mahogany stained woodgrain ute tray. A dental assistant snavelled it up and it was a catchy little drawcard for the Dental surgery I worked at. Always a conversation piece. A few lessons were learnt like not rolling over the cement slab where you park to keep your control arms intact. Not being so rough on your plastic linkages when changing from first to second. Stuck in the middle of traffic at Creek Rd, Carindale at a red light no mobile phones. Thankfully pushed to the side of the road by mates from the old mining town I lived in was a stroke of luck. The mechanic saved the day revving the engine up and driving it home in third. My details are a little sketchy. Though the brave story teller mechanic whose passion was with all his builds and bikes he restored. Isn't here to grill me on not having the details correct. Loved everything he touched. Triumph bikes were never kept original it had to have his signature put on it. With extras from the Uk. I only owned the ute for a year and a half though it has given me a lifetime of happy memories.
