Several months have passed since Scott's rat patrol adventure. Thinking he was finished with the exhumations, he completely dismantled the infamous back seat. Being a frugal Atkins boy, he rummaged through his fabric remnants, found the perfect gray corduroy, and, voila, the next thing we knew that back seat was as good as new. In fact, it was probably better than new.
The front seat was in much better condition (he thought). Uh oh! Not so fast! Two more skeletons turned up proving, once again, that one can never depend upon being able to reuse anything when one is restoring an old car. Another total rebuild was in store.
Now the middle Atkins Boy is not only frugal; he is also very persistent. After a lot more stuffing than he anticipated and a lot more cutting and sewing, here is the result. So take a look everyone. Is this not a work of art?
The front seat was in much better condition (he thought). Uh oh! Not so fast! Two more skeletons turned up proving, once again, that one can never depend upon being able to reuse anything when one is restoring an old car. Another total rebuild was in store.
Now the middle Atkins Boy is not only frugal; he is also very persistent. After a lot more stuffing than he anticipated and a lot more cutting and sewing, here is the result. So take a look everyone. Is this not a work of art?
