The Reprieve

Just a quick update folks - previously we had the death sentence, and now we have the last minute reprieve.

I hasten to assure you that I have not renegged on my decision and am now keeping the Corolla - it's still going to be dismantled - but it is going to live on, in a different guise.

To explain, young Meakin, the man with his plan to revive the battered '39 Chevy as a hotrod, is in need of components and bits of wiring and whatnot. My car has this in abundance, so, he has spoken to me, and in turn, the car will be brought to Chateau Meakin in Samford where it will be gradually ripped apart for bits and pieces.

It was either this, or sell it to Caloundra wreckers for 10 dollars. I think I made the right choice - for now the Corolla will live on in a faster, hotter and undeniably sexier vehicle than it ever could have aspired to.

The delicious irony in all this is that Meakin's father, he of Lexus and Toyota fame, has always bemoaned Dan's decision to chop in his Toyota Camry Sportivo in exchange for the motorbike and the Falcon. Now, at long last, he is going to make his Dad a happy man by buying a Toyota.

Just wait until he sees what he's bought though. They never mentioned this particular vehicle in the Lexus showroom catalogue, I can tell you now.