Not knowing whether I could ever restore a car, I found this 1971 MkII MGB Roadster in a warehouse under rags, boxes, and layers of dust. I bought it and, somehow, drove it 30 miles home. A week later, the clutch was in thousands of pieces. And a couple of months after that was fixed, it had an electrical fire (which scared my daughter and I to death). Seriously re-thinking my decision to purchase this car, I had it rewired and completed the interior restoration, had it painted, and recently had the engine completely rebuilt. It’s almost a new car now. Oh, and I need to mention how much fun it is to drive. I smile every time I drive it.