A story about an Aussie driver who was using a frying pan as a steering wheel led me to talk about my first car with body rust holes SO big I filled the holes with hammered pieces of aluminum siding.
Which I don’t recommend.
I come from a long line of…um…improvising. My dad fixed a broken tail-light on the family Country Squire wagon with a halved plastic two-liter soda bottle. One brakelight was red. One was…reddish.
But Skillet Boy and I have nothing on these intrepid DIY’ers:
Gotta love the “log bumper”, the bathroom stall deadbolt and the creative usage of duct tape. It’s not just for ducts anymore.
Some of these “fixes” give a whole new meaning to “I nailed it!”