When I was getting gas a few days ago, a guy pulled up to the next pump in a beautiful 1935 Ford pickup. It was black and completely stock, no custom stuff at all. He mentioned that his daily driver was a 1937 Ford pickup, but he took the ‘35 out from time to time.
I’d love to have a classic car, but they keep drawing the wrong numbers in Powerball.
We don’t have a garage.
Something my hubby is very great full for. ;-)
Until Toyota got good, everyone was turning the ignition key with one hand and crossing their fingers with the other every time they really needed to go somewhere. My sister’s brand new 1968 Chevelle 350 SS had a starter problem that continued until she got rid of it after 2 years. The Chevy dealer’s mechanic couldn’t figure it out. The best they could do was a put a piece of asbestos between the starter and engine block. Now they rebuild with an LS engine in them and call them Classic... Unless you’re afraid of your car not starting, it’s not really a classic.