Surprisingly, Wade was the one eager to work on the car this past weekend. Not sure why Josh wasn't interested, but he wasn't. So I put some saftey gear on Wade, put the grinder in his hand, and turned him loose. He thought it would be fun to grind paint off the "butt" of the car. Decklid, Wade. It's called the decklid. Here he is doing his thing. You can see the '59 ghia vert sitting patiently next to the ragtop. She's next.