DH said it was fun; but, he is never doing it again. He had to be there both Wed. and Thurs. He calls the wardrobe lady the inspector.
The thing that aggevated him the most was that the extras kept getting on the cars, in the cars, proping on the them and trying to sit on the fenders. He could not understand why the lazy butts would be there and have such disrespect for privately owned cars that were worth many, many, many thousands of dollars. His mint car ended up with a two inch scrath on the fender and Dallas Collision only wants $10,000 just to paint the fenders. We went at day br