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Explanation: My grandmother once took a phone message from our friend Kevin, and totally misheard his name as "August Tibbet". We all thought that sounded like a great name for a cheap private eye. Thus was born August Tibbet, Private Dick! Mary decided it would be fun to create a dollhouse scale (1/12) room-box depicting what August Tibbet's office would look like. I decided he also needed a beat-up cheap detective car to chase bad guys in. Monogram's 1/12 1969 Camaro fit the bill perfectly, since it was the same scale as the office, and sufficiently old at the time (1990).
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 Dulled-down paint job; dents created by softening the plastic with a candle; some primered repairs...  replaced door and trunk of a different color; rust holes created by Dremiling out from the inside with a wire wheel...  Dry transfer lettering on the door; Mary created all the in-joke chachkees inside.  You want fries with that? That's the Maltese Falcon riding shotgun.  Duct tape repairs to the apholstery; an old salad from last week's stakeout... | ||||
 Pizza and a Coke; itchy feet; a failed inspection sticker and a ticket therefore; Kevin once left a gallon of ice cream on his roof...  Duct tape holding the coolant hose together; an ass print on the fender...  Various tools and disguises in the trunk. And a pizza.  Appropriate signage.  Rust; holes in the exhaust pipes; antifreeze stains on the radiator. |