Funny story about the Fiat. I bought it at a sale a few years ago. A family had owned and operated a local Fiat / Lancia shop for years, and the old guy passed away. As can happen in that situation, all his knowledge passed with him, so the family had to step in, and sell off the assets. He had a small yard full of these cars, and that weekend of the sale, you just went there, and picked out the one you wanted, paid $200 and scheduled the pickup. I picked the only one in the yard that had a free turning engine. It was really ready for the crusher. There were parts missing, which is always fun, I had to do the title bond thing to get a title, I overhauled the engine (needed a crankshaft), fixed the electrical, replaced the fuel system, got it to pass emissions, replaced the top, etc etc just to get it drive able. The list of things it needs to be "nice" is quite long, and the rust is extensive. The interior is crap (because the top was open for so long), the brakes and suspension all need to be replaced, the transmission needs 4th gear, on and on the list goes. Anyway, I just ran out of steam for the project, so it's been sitting.
That Jeep you see in the pic is the main reason. That Jeep has a story too. OK, I'll it, why not. When my wife graduated college, she got her first "big girl" job, and her first car, that Jeep. She loved that thing, drove it everywhere. She ran into some financial trouble a few years later and was forced to sell it. She regretted selling. Even brought it up from time to time years later. Decades later actually. We're 50 now. Anyway, I was doing a job for a company and my contact was a guy who's name struck a bell with me. She always talked about the guy she sold it to, hoping he was taking care of the Jeep, and said his name to me a few times. Well, this was the guy! I askes him if he ever bought a jeep from my wife, he said yes that's me. So I asked about the Jeep, and he said it stopped passing emissions, so it sits in his backyard. Well, I couldn't leave that alone, so I brought it home. You should have seen her face when she saw it. She had no idea I was doing this. She told me about every dent, every scratch, every thing about that car. She was happy. So... the Fiat took a back seat