So, today is the day it arrives. Or at least the day the bits arrive. Think of it as the conception, rather than the birth. In much the same way, today is enjoyable in it’s own way, but I suspect the real fun starts after the gestation period when it comes out of the garage in one piece.
Caterham chappy was very friendly and helpful. When I asked him if he had one, the response was a good humoured “Sod that, I’m sick of the sight of them!”
The chassis is pretty much built when it arrives. No need to get the rivet gun out. All plumbed and loomed, ready to be plugged together.
Aside from the big bits (chassis, engine, wheels, seats, cage) everything else comes in boxes, and a surprisingly small number of them at that. How hard can it be….?!