Adventure with a Volvo GLT Intercooler TURBO

This story is not for the faint at heart. It entails some gutsy maneuvering, conversations with a drug smuggling hippie, faux sheepskin, a little elbow grease and a 1982 Volvo GLT Intercooler TURBO. This is the story of how my friend Wes acquired his dream car, at a price any of us could afford.

For months Wes had driven by a seemingly abandoned property home of a shanty, and a beautiful old, dirty, rusted, flat tired, grass grown up all around Volvo. A few days ago he decided to inquire as to story behind the car. Come to find out it is owned by the father of the lad living in the primitive shanty on this narrow property on the outskirts of Boulder.

Bob is his name, and he is the drug smuggling hippie. He is a child of the 70's and used to make drug runs from Tucson to Boulder in the very Volvo Wes was lusting after. After a short conversation Bob had decided that he liked Wes and wanted to help him out. You see, Wes has a girlfriend from Sweden, who doesn't have a car (in fact, not even a driver's license). He is hoping to secure a car for her, and our new friend Bob happened to be the provider.
Bob gave Wes and I the run down on things that might be wrong with this car, which was good to know.

We tried to jump-start the 1982 Volvo GLT Intercooler Turbo, but to no avail. Bob left us to the job of getting the car off the property...and that we did. A quick trip to the local NAPA auto parts store provided the
necessary component, a new battery. That got her running...as Wes pulled her out of the long grass, we realized the tire was flat, so we proceeded to swap it for the spare. Only to find out, the spare was flat too!

We made a trip to the closest gas station to fill up the spare and returned to give this pretty little thing solid legs to stand on. A little rough at first, but after a few starts she'll purrr off the first crank every time.

It was quite the adventure, a short story can hardly do justice to the reality of the situation that was my life today. Wes and I have a lot of
work ahead of us to get this car into shape, but we aren't afraid of dishing out some TLC.