Heres the after shots. After the 8 months of pulling down and building up again.
Unfortunately the thing never had a radio or any kind of sound machine fitted to it, otherwise we would be getting alot of Daddy-Cool's Eagle-Rock type music.
Eagle Rock was No. one when this car came out of the factory.

All in all, its a fun ride, not too thirsty with big windows when the weather gets too hot. Theres not alot around either, so the old blokes who see it reminiss and tell us ' Now thats a real car!". Young fellas say "Cool wheels!".

Anyway, we packed up the prezzies and headed in the freashly painted and registered HQ to Grenfell for Xmas, 50 km down the road a good sized roo jumps out of nowhere in front of us and had a real good swipe down the passengers side of the car. Sooooooo lucky... no dents, a small scatch and the roo bounded off down the road. It could have been all of our Xmases come at once!
The Monaro performed well on a 400km round trip, so by New Year and the mercury hovering in the mid-thirties (C), we packed up and pointed the big bonnet toward Phillip Island, Victoria. A planned round trip of over 2000 km. Long story short; the HQ never missed a beat. (I love it when things work out that way).

