Visited a polar bear cub — logbook Toyota Soarer 1997

He brought him out of hibernation, before that he had worked hard to clear the area in front of the garage. Seven sweats came down =) With a sapper’s
shovel (on the first photo on the right it’s standing)
Opened the gate, it’s standing handsome

Opened the hood, threw on the terminals — the power went.
Sat inside — here it is happiness! More than a month of separation took their toll. Pants full of happiness. The key in the lock - turn, the gas pump rustled, the fuses and other appliances clicked, the machine came to life. Another turn — the starter is alive, alive wooooum-woom-woom-woom, wound up in the lung. Didn't expect anything else. I'm sitting high … Nishtyak =)
Inspection inside the garage was horrifying. The melted snow turned to water and filled the low places in the garage floor. There is no gender there as such - the earth. For such a situation was foreseen, then planks were placed under the wheels. True, the rear right one is still icy = (
I rolled out into the sun,

washed, rubbed with a cloth, blew off dust particles.

He made an inspection of the padded places, erased the rust on the rear right wing.
Admired, sat a little more. It was a bad idea to drive around the garages, but without blocking and on summer tires ("slicks" are smooth as a child's palm) in splendid isolation seemed to me not an option.
Drove it into the garage.

Cast a farewell glance until the month of April

Closed up the garage and drove home.
And only on arrival home, when he began to unload, he remembered the main thing, in fact, why he went to the garage - it was necessary to cover up the padded places so that they would not rust ... I forgot ...
But oh well. There will be a reason to come back to visit the shed again =)