The boss is letting me drive the '27 while I'm out here in Marin working. Makes me want to have my own roadster to drive. Oh wait, I already do. I just need to finish the damn thing. It's been a great way to start the day, driving past San Quentin and through the chicanes to HQ. Of course, I couldn't leave it alone so I adjusted the wheel bearings and the lash on the steering box. The 32 is a "beater" that hauls ass.