I’ve been spending most of my spare time doing bits on the Camaro, so the ’55 had been a bit neglected. With the end of the summer approaching way too rapidly I took some time off work to spend with the family and get the car painted. I finished the filling on the rear valance, re-did a couple of patches on the boot and a scratch I’d put in moving rubbish round in the garage. I was also doing the wing I’d started at the same time, so while one lot of filler was drying, the other was being sanded. The wing had rusted where it had been left in bare metal, so I wanted to get it done in etch primer when I did the valance.

With a coat of etch on, a few more lumps and bumps became visible. More filling and sanding, then a layer of filler primer and then some stopper and it was ready. I sanded the entire car to prepare it for paint and called it a day. Next day was the big day, and after spending an hour and a half waiting for the paint to be mixed, I was home and ready to go. Another quick clean up, and the firewall and wheels masked, and it was ready for the first coat of white. All went well, and apart from a few marks where I stupidly caught it with the air line or my clothes, was all done. I washed up while I waited for it to flash off. Once it had about an hour to harden, I started to mask it up ready for the green. Another hour later, and it was ready for the next colour.