Off topic, but I'm playing my Friday night joker.
Many years ago, when I was too young and dumb to know what couldn't be done, I cobbled together a T&J Locust Lotus 7 replica kit car.
it consisted of a poorly welded ladderframe angle-iron chassis, an aluminium skinned plywood (yes, wood) body tub, and various random Mk II Escort, Cortina and Triumph Sprint and Dolomite parts. I shudder to recall the bodges that I did to get it running, but my God you knew you were driving it.
Something like this, although mine never looked that complete.
I ended up literally giving it away between breakdowns because my conscience couldn't stomach taking money from someone in return for that absolute death trap (the seatbelts were bolted into the wooden body tub...). I fully expected it to be in a ditch / in pieces / on fire, or some combination of the three within months.
Tonight, out of sheer random curiosity, I just bashed the registration into https://vehicleenquiry.service.gov.uk and love a duck...
An actual thing that I made with my own two hands a quarter of a century ago is still on the road, MOT'd, taxed and insured, and according to the MOT record is racking up a couple of hundred miles a year, every year.
Just... wow. I am in equal[*] parts horrified and delighted.
[*] 90% delighted.