Sometimes you eat the bar and sometimes the bar eats you. The bar ate me when I bought my last L300. It was a GEM for other reasons, but the giant fckn holes in the roof said otherwise. I have a pal who does body work so he offered to help tackle the "project". When I say project, I mean completely replace the roof. COMPLETELY. Here we go
A little back story. I picked this thing up sight unseen. Yes, I'm a crazy person. OK, so this L300 had nascar tape from the front of the roof to the back. Layers of it. And below that, some japenese tinfoil tape that was stickier than a warm jar of honey. It was batshit crazy. I spent more time peeling this stuff off than I did getting the van to the US. Well not quite but you get the point.
The goal was to get the roof back in to perfect shape so I could sell the van. Fortunately for me, a friend of mine who likes shiny things walked into my shop and immediately claimed it as his own. He didn't even mind the roof! I love it when a plan comes together. Moving on, here is the progress from start to the eventual finish.
Now, enter my friend Luke and his ability to save my ass.
Completely new sheet metal
A little back story. I picked this thing up sight unseen. Yes, I'm a crazy person. OK, so this L300 had nascar tape from the front of the roof to the back. Layers of it. And below that, some japenese tinfoil tape that was stickier than a warm jar of honey. It was batshit crazy. I spent more time peeling this stuff off than I did getting the van to the US. Well not quite but you get the point.
The goal was to get the roof back in to perfect shape so I could sell the van. Fortunately for me, a friend of mine who likes shiny things walked into my shop and immediately claimed it as his own. He didn't even mind the roof! I love it when a plan comes together. Moving on, here is the progress from start to the eventual finish.
Now, enter my friend Luke and his ability to save my ass.
Completely new sheet metal