So a friend of mine decided to "update" the look of his 1990 Ford Festiva. Yours truly was contracted to come up with some ideas. Many were bandied about, and more often than not, i'd trade in my first idea before it was even finished. Anyhow, one warm Sunday afternoon, it all began. We started by doing a semi- professional job prepping the car (meaning we actually washed it, and used scotch-brite pads to scuff the paint in prep for primer.....) We also took the time to mask it off so that there was no unsightly overspray. When the car rolled into the paint booth (also known as the really sketchy garage at Jay's house) we almost looked as though we knew what we were doing. That was cemented by the fact that some random crackhead (yes, he was in fact a former drug user, if not current, his lack of linguistics and lack of teeth was kinda the clue on that one ) drove by in his mini-van and asked how much it would be to paint it. But once the Rustoleum (YEAH!) was cracked open, it was apparent that this was going to be no normal paintjob. Anyhow, 3 cans of primer black later, Beastiva had a new coat. But this was not the end of Beastiva's journey. As soon as the primer dried, it was time for the fun part. More rolls of masking tape were broken out as the car recieved the outline of what was to be the classic flame paint job......... pics to follow.