What can a guy say? What can you say that doesn't sound like either abject butt-kissing or abject envy when it comes to a car like this? You just shake your head, go home and put your tools away. Roll out Mama's Hyundai and give her a good wash. Go on down to Sykes for a cup of coffee and sure as heck, Bob has to ask,
"Hey, how's the model A coming along?"
"Yeah, well, it's wall art now. Had to make room for the chicken incubator... I hate chickens. "
"When the hell you gonna get that thing built?"
"Probably about the same time you're gonna shut up and mind your own business, dammit..."

Bill's Mailbox Roadster has all the classic elements of a traditional Ford hot rod. Take a good look and try to tell me that this car is not damn-all perfect in every way. Plus it's home-built. I'm not saying that everything was done by Bill but you might have a tough time finding a car, even in the olden days, that was totally owner-built and came out as gorgeous as this one is.
If you have perused through the other three pages of this build you are already impressed with the level of craftsmanship that went into this car, and ninety-five-percent of it was done by Bill himself.
I don't care who you are, you'd have to agree that Bill deserves a healthy whack on the back for this one...