Mine was with a '63.
Drive all week and fix all weekend (unless it burned that #3 exhaust valve and/or the clutch hydraulics went poof to extend the downtime).
Only thing that saved me from complete disaster was the electrical fire a month after I bought that [BLEEP]. Stuck the car in our shop and totally rewired it to US Navy/Grumman standards.
Still get the giggles recalling the looks I'd get when someone popped the "bonnet" and got a look at that aircraft fuse panel and wiring.
#NoPrinceOfDarkness
“Mine was with a ‘63.“
That was my first car. Gas gauge didn’t work so I kept running out. And it needed a Bendix spring so I had to jump start it all the time. Fortunately it was light enough to do by myself and it never got away on me.
I ended up giving it back to the person who’d sold it to me.
Had a ‘67, BRG with wire wheels that I loved but of course it was always in the shop, too.
If I had to do it all over again I’d wait a few decades and buy a Miata, lol.