Depressing moment

On the way into work this morning I had the thought that maybe it’s come time to sell the Cobra, or what there is of it.  Staring at it every time I walk through the garage is a little bit of torture.  Seeing the empty body shell peaking it’s nose out the main garage door every time it’s open doesn’t help either.

I’m sure I won’t do anything except continue to find 8 hours every 6 months to work on it.  Selling it at this point would be giving up and that would be worse than having to look at it unfinished.

I know it’s been a long journey and at times I’m not sure I’m even half way through it.  Just need to find my way through it.  There have been some low moments through the build but this one might be the lowest.  For a moment I really considered it.

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