Dad’s 1969 Dodge Dart Swinger 340
Last night I worked on the passenger door. I finished disassembly and attacked the unexplained damage to the inner structure of the door. I banged and bent and swore at the door until it appeared to be close to normal. I also made a match piece to weld into the door. It’s not going to be seen, but it bothered me and it was something to do.