I never really shared the glamour shots of this finished project. I might paint it. I might now. I might finish the interior. I might not. But either way, I think for now you can say it is finished.
Wait. Stop. Allow this author the rare opportunity to indulge in the sort of literary trickery that challenges the sovereign authority of poetic license, even if it may be overreactive to the instance, let us reach into the ASCII jewel box and withdraw two sets of exquisite superscript signs— ❝ for the left and ❞ for the right—and hang them from the lobes on either side of the words under construction. Like so: “finished.”
This, of course, is not for purposes of ornamentation, although these apostrophic clusters possess an understated, overlooked beauty that transcends the merely chic. No, these scare quotes so adorn the stern words of finished to emphasis the absurd use of it in this context. The phrase "finished" (there they are again) may be one of the most overused phrases in web design (although some may argue that, with the state that this website is in currently, it's used immaculately in this case)—yet has no real meaning. You see, this project will never be finished. Saying that it is now, or at any one point, finished is most deserving of apostrophic disclaimer.*
Nonetheless, here's the glamour shots of the "finished" project!
I really haven't done anything to the engine. It's exactly the same as it was when it was in a Miata, except now it is in a Squareback!
Like I said earlier, the interior is still not completely finished. I need to make the door cards and before I can do that I need to convert the windows from manual crank to electric. But here is a comparison with how it looked before:
*plagiarized from Tom Robbins