Spring Fever

It was 60 degrees here in Detroit on Saturday, and that meant one thing: spring fever. I have it, and like every other convertible owner out there, the only cure is less top. I’ve been working hard on my Rabbit resto lately, and the headliner installation has been giving me fits for the last two weeks. I’ve had about every fitment problem imaginable, which is what I get for making my headliner myself, I guess. The summery air breathed new life into me as it warmed me up, and I dove back into the project in earnest. By dinner time, I had the headliner re-fit and re-glued. I had started stapling and got well beyond my goal for the day. As I was driving out to meet my patient spouse for dinner, my friend Scott called up to lament not putting his Miata on road insurance in time for the warm day. I could only sympathize: he had the fever, too. By the end of Sunday, I was two springs shy of ready to put the top skin on. Another sunny, warm day was just making the fever worse. I’m hoping to have a cure by the end of the week–a fully installed top and an insurance card that no longer says "storage only." Oh, and that soft-looking gray stuff in the picture–it’s Alcantara. I’m not skimping on anything!