9:00 am call from UPS telling me they have found Mr. Westfield. Frantic call to the towing company to rearrange the pickup - fortunately, they had promised to stand by just in case and will go as soon as they can. They promise to have Mr. Westfield to me around 12:00 pm.
12:00 pm. True to their word, Mr. Westfield arrives at his new home on the back an articulated truck:
Mr. Westfield comes to town. . . |
Now all we have to do is get him off the truck and into the driveway. The driver has assured me that this is no problem and he has done it before (I had met him a week earlier when he came to pick up Mr. Healey to take him to have his cosmetic surgery and to make room for Mr. Westfield):
. . . while Mr. Healey leaves town |
Anyway, back to Mr.Westfield:
Unloading was smooth and painless, as can be seen here. Juan the driver let me play with the hydraulic controls!:
Unfortunately, Mr. Westfield had not been well secured and had shifted during shipping, bursting the side of the crate - two coolant pipes were sticking out of the hole, so who knows what is missing. I am not impressed by the packing - the crate is essentially built around the chassis, which was sitting on a large pallet, so any loose pieces could fall through the gaps in the bottom. Would have been much more sensible to add a plywood floor.
Spent the rest of the day unloading the parts. No packing list so I have no clue if anything is missing. I do notice I am missing one or two critical components, such as the differential, propshaft, uprights, brakes, front wishbones . . . This was supposed to be a complete kit. Time for Mr. Angry to fire off an e-mail to Westfield and Manik.
Got Ryan to come over from the Rocks to help me get the chassis into the courtyard where I will be working on it. It goes in well enough, I wonder if it will come out when it has its wheels on - we will see.
They did give me a windshield for some reason - I didn't order one. However it was shattered. Also, some bright spark in packing had decided to put the wheels on top of the bonnet, which had cracked - we will need a new one.
Mmmm beer . . . |
Oh well, at least the playoffs are starting, so I head to the Rocks.
Allez les Habitants! |
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