I only had time to snap a couple of pictures before it got dark. It was pretty funk-a-lish-ous straight out of the back of my Tahoe. Somehow it looked cleaner in my excitement and the harsh florescent lighting of the ARC. Never fear, I can look past funk to coolness. After a oil soap and bleach bath. Not me the trunk. It felt better. Me not the trunk. And moved it into the family room. The room that I posted yesterday that I am refreshing for Spring.
I'm head over heels for the patina on it. It's looks to have been painted quite a few times, there is chippy black, white and aqua green paint, it also has great texture and tears on top . The inside is neat too. I'll get pictures tomorrow when I get it all cute-ed up.