Let’s see, where are we on those seat rails? The last time I had mentioned them I had just finished shearing the top off one of the rails, which exposed seven bolts that needed to be decapitated. Jef worked at grinding them down today, while I fixed the ugly scar on Gypsy’s forehead.
Jef found out today that grinding away at these seat rails is both time-consuming and back-breaking. After hours at work, he gave up just in time for me to swoop in and finish the job. I soaked up the satisfaction of finally removing the first seat rail.
Once the heads of the bolts were ground to smithereens, the bolts seemed pretty much stuck in the floor of the van. As it turned out, the bolts were held in place only by small rubber seals. A slight jostle and the bolts fell to the ground, one by one, leaving holes in Gypsy’s floor. This brings me to my next quandry—what’s the best way to fill those holes?
Touching up the paint on the roof thankfully went off without a hitch. I spoke with an expert on the subject shortly after my first attempt to fix (screw up) the spot, and he assured me that I did everything right, but sometimes paint reacts in unpredictable ways. I used a plain primer today (honestly, I don’t think it’s anything more than generic spray paint), and it worked beautifully. No wrinkling, bubbling, or other weirdness. Whew!