We actually did some work on Mort's car, for a change. His rear window was rattled loose, hanging on only by the top butyl strip, essentially creating a hinge. So the targa and back pads came out, along with the seats and what not, we got the window out without breaking it, stripped off the old butyl, cleaned up everything nice with acetone and laid a new bead back in there. Cleaned the glass well, and replaced it.
Since it hadn't fallen out by the next morning, we took it as a sign that the repair was a valid one. That allowed it to be deemed a success.
While there were a couple other things we wanted to do, namely change out his exhaust for one of Chris' beauties, and swap his rims and tires for some Fuchs, these tasks were delayed indefinitely by the over consumption of the plethora of victuals provided by Len, Brett, and our gracious host himself, Mr. Sullivan, in the form of wings, chili, and ribs, respectively.
Throwing down some IPA's brought no further ambition, unfortunately...
So while it was not as productive a tech session as hoped for, we did meet two new guys, Kieran and Dak, who drove up from the city in a very nice Bahia red car to spend a couple hours. And, in typical fashion, the day was beautiful.
Thanks again Mort