It hurts, sometimes.
When you realize you have to take a few steps back to take a few more steps forward, it just…well, it just pains us a little. But that’s OK – when you’re building something completely custom, this is the kind of shit that takes place. Sum of its parts and all that.
Such as it is, we have to admit that it’s kinda neat to see all the parts of our Model T coupe preened over and carefully oiled down in fresh layers of their bare-metal skin. We heard a story once, of the design team at Ford as it was preparing to come up with the latest version of the Thunderbird a few years ago. As this story went, the head of the design team wanted the crew to come up with something ‘newstalgic:’ a new Thunderbird that harkened back to the first ‘Bird that people just fell in love with in ’56. So, in order for the team – people who, we’re assuming, weren’t even alive when that first car hit the showroom floors – to understand what made people love the first Thunderbird so much, he had each of them go down to the vaults, pull out a ’56 T-bird and…wash it. By hand. To fully understand the car, the designers had to literally get their hands all over the car. Feel the contours and complex curves. Understand the porthole removable top. Appreciate the grille and the headlight bezels. Get their fingers wedged into the rear bumper where the twin pipes exit. We completely get it.
Is that little story true? Who knows. And really, it doesn’t matter: the meaning of the story makes sense and it’s what we were thinking about as we got our hands on every part of the T one more time. It’s important to understand every bend of the frame, every groove in the rails, every drilled bracket Conder maniacally tacked into place. It’s important. The DNA that goes into this car is essential. Sum of its parts and all that…