(man.1962 reg. 1963) Jaguar E-Type living in Northern Nevada One night, sometime in 1983, I had a very vivid dream about a Jaguar E-type. A number of weeks later, a friend told me of a dilapidated E-Type he saw in a storage yard. Since I was hopelessly infatuated with this model, I just had to go look for myself. When I arrived at the storage yard, I was utterly dumb-struck as I found myself face-to-face with the same car I had dreamt of. Not LIKE the car in the dream; it WAS the car from the dream… and it was in the same place as it was in the dream. Upon seeing it, I knew we were meant to be together. Even though I had pretty much no money and very little mechanics knowledge (everything I knew up to that point was straight from John Muir’s “How to keep your Volkswagen Alive for the Compleat Idiot”), I was able to make many, many small payments on it and learned how “wrench”. Over the years, working on this car kept me so focused that I did not wander down the many dangerous paths that life was tempting me with. In 2014, this pretty little “E” got herself selected to be in the Top 25 of the Barrett-Jackson Cup at the Hot August Nights event in Reno NV. Go figure, a little, foreign car in an ocean of American steel. 37 years and I still get goosebumps and a huge grin just looking at her. During this hard time we are all going through right now, the garage is a soul-restoring shot in the arm! ... View more