Wed Mar 05 2014 17:50:37 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
Ferrari GTO #3589, interesting story of being raced (Innes Ireland), brought to the States, donated to a High School, then sold to a gentleman who parked it in a field for roughly fifteen years. It is restored and resides in Switzerland, I believe.
Sun Mar 09 2014 15:57:55 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
This was going to be my last restoration but age has caught up with me so I am selling this very doable project.
Firstly this car is sold with a Bill of Sale only. I had to check the clear title box to make the listing. This vehicle was originally bought by an Australian man who was going to export it. He purchased it off a Doctor in Ohio who had it stored in a barn for many years. This vehicle is in much better condition than a lot of projects I have recently seen on eBay.
Someone painted it yellow but the factory color was Glasurit blue. Your can see some of the original color in the interior shots.
The first few photographs were taken when I collected the car. It has now been disassembled ready for the bodywork. All parts, nuts and bolts have been bagged and tagged. All the glass is there and the regulator mechanisms. The engine that came with it is not the original one. I have the driveshaft and also a new cross-member and bolts. Doors will need re-skinning and I have a new complete set of interior handles. I have the catches for the rear vent windows. I do not have the seats or the rear tail-lights. I have the original vehicle body/trans/engine plate.
I have a workshop manual, two parts catalogs (XKS & SNG Barratt), factory spec sheets and also a very good restoration book which will come with the car. I also recommend for the floor-wells and sheet metal you require.
I think the pictures tell the story but I do not want to misrepresent this vehicle in any way so please ask questions or call me at 979 421 3937. I can assist with loading and ship if required.
Wed Jan 29 2014 21:32:42 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
Believe it or not, this is the FIRST Porsche that was recently discovered sitting in an Austrian barn since 1902. Full story as follows:
Even the famed German automaker concedes that it "may resemble an old horse-drawn carriage."
But the recently rediscovered "first Porsche in the world" — dubbed the P1 — was a technological marvel for its time. It "included a compact electric drive weighing 286 pounds," writes the automotive news site Jalopnik, and could chug along at 22 mph.
The car was found, according to Porsche, in an Austrian warehouse where it had apparently been left untouched since 1902.
As for the car's history, according to Porsche:
"The owner of 'K.K. Hofwagenfabrik Jacob Lohner & Comp.' had a wide range of interests, and in the face of declining sales of his luxurious carriages had come to the logical conclusion that the age of the horse and carriage was coming to an end. ... He came to the decision that he needed to start manufacturing petrol and electric vehicles. ...
"The result of Ferdinand Porsche's vision, the 'Egger-Lohner C.2 electric vehicle,' rolled onto the streets of Vienna for the first time on June 26, 1898, and Ferdinand Porsche made sure that he would take credit for the vehicle's design in a most unusual manner: He engraved the code 'P1' (P for Porsche, number 1) onto all of the key components, thus giving the vehicle its unofficial name."
USA Today says the car's "first serious test came in a race for electric cars in September 1899. The contestants had to complete 24 miles with three passengers on board. Ferdinand Porsche piloted the P1 across the finish line 18 minutes ahead of the second-place racer, the car company's history shows. Perhaps more important, P1 was among fewer than half the racers able to finish. The others dropped out because of technical problems."
Porsche and his son would go on in 1948 to found the car company that still bears his name.
According to Fox News, the P1 was discovered "last year in a warehouse at an undisclosed location in Austria." It was then bought "by one of [Ferdinand] Porsche's living relatives" for the museum.
It's now going on display at the Porsche Museum in Stuttgart, Germany. The unveiling is set for Friday.
Fri Jan 10 2014 17:30:31 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
Bulgaria's newest archaeological complex consisting of a tomb of an Ancient Thrace aristocrat and displaying a uniquely preserved Thracian chariot has been opened in the village of Karanovo Saturday.
The archaeological complex entitled “The Eastern Mound – Chariot and Tomb of a Thracian Aristocrat from 1st Century AD” is located near the town of Nova Zagora, right off the Trakiya Highway, the major route from the capital Sofia and a number of larger cities to the southern Bulgarian Black Sea coast, and is expected to attract a huge number of tourists.
The tomb and the four-wheeled chariot were discovered in the fall of 2008 including the remains of two horses and a dog.
In addition to have four wheels, which is a very rare archaeological find, the chariot is remarkable for the large size of its wheels – 1.2 meters in diameter. It also features well preserved bronze decoration.
All the finds are displayed in the tomb in their original spots.
The tomb was opened by Deputy Culture Minister Todor Chobanov, who thanked several private firms that sponsored the project and made possible the opening of the preserved Thracian tomb for visitors.
Mon Oct 21 2013 14:48:07 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
Gullwings, Speedsters, and the like are all holy grails when it comes to automotive barn finds, but one of the ultimate finds in the two-wheeled world is the Vincent. Vincents were fast and few were made, so when they do show up, people tend to get a little excited. This story is about one man’s discovery of one of these British bikes and it first appeared in the appropriately named book, The Vincent in the Barn.
Lanny Hyde had ridden old British bikes for years. He lived in Northern California, but he’d travel down to Southern California frequently to ride his BSA or Norton relics in all-British rides. “I’d leave my bikes at my parents’ house where I grew up,” said the retired salesman.
One day a neighbor, Warren, who lived across the street from his parents’ house, wandered over to talk to Hyde’s mother, who was working outside. “I see your son rides old British bikes,” said Warren. “My mother told him, ‘Yes, he lives up north, but he keeps them here in our garage,’” said Hyde. “‘Well, tell him I have an old Vincent stored in my garage across the street.’ My mother called me right away.” Continued on source website.
Fri Oct 04 2013 16:07:25 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
1973 Corvette Stingray Convertible Project.
The seller of this 1973 Corvette Stingray is somewhat vague about their car. They claim it has been sitting since they bought it in 1979 as a project car, but they don’t mention what was wrong with it then. If it was a fixer upper when it was only 6 years old, one can only assume that there were some major problems. We aren’t sure what issues it might have, but with a starting bid of $5k and no reserve, it might be worth looking into.
After sitting for the past 34 years, we are sure this Vette will need lots of work regardless of what was already wrong with it. The seller hasn’t tried to start it since parking it, so we aren’t sure if that means there were mechanical issues or not. The body looks straight and from what is visible in the pictures, the engine and interior both look to be intact. Hopefully, the seller is willing to share more about why it was parked in the first place. It could be something simple that took it off the road, but being vague makes most buyers nervous and could hurt their chances of finding a good home for it. If it isn’t anything serious, this could be a great buy for a 350/4-speed equipped Stingray.
Wed Jun 26 2013 13:23:35 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
Dwight Foster of Ultra One is on a mission to preserve Miss Belvedere, a 1957 Plymouth Belvedere that was buried in a time capsule for Tulsa, Oklahoma's 50 anniversary in 1957. When the capsule was opened last year, instead of a shiny '57 Belvedere, they found a car covered with rust because the concrete vault had leaked. With a little patience, and rust remover, Foster is going to preserve the car for the future.
Fri Jun 14 2013 14:47:11 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
"It’s unlikely that any modern magazine would run an article about building your own 100mph sports car for $500, but in 1951 Mechanix Illustrated ran one about how to do just that. The article covered the process of converting a 1932 Ford into this lightweight roadster. The reports of how many were built vary, but the seller of this one suspects it is one of the 17 originals built by the magazine. Reader David C. found it here on Craigslist with an asking price of $8,900.
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Sat Jun 08 2013 15:00:38 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
Most people picture rusty old Fords when they hear the term “rat rod”, but the owner of this 1958 Messerschmitt KR201 had a different vision. They took this beat-up micro car and installed a 244cc engine from a Honda Elite scooter. Then they “spruced up” the interior and did nothing at all to the exterior. It may not be to everyone’s liking, but the eBay listing is worth a look if for nothing more than a laugh.
There is that Honda engine we mentioned. It is going to need some work to make drivable, but the seller claims that they have made test excursions around the yard. With the extra power, we bet this thing could be a hoot to drive. Hopefully this modification is reversible though just in case it does not work out.
We could have done without the red and snakeskin upholstery, but the Breguet chronograph is a nice touch. These were strange little cars with their 3 wheels, motorcycle engine, and inline seating, but I cant think of a more comfy ride to take your date to the movies in. Widest in the back! So, the question is would you embrace the “rat rod” philosophy or start the process of returning this one to its Bavarian roots?
Wed Jun 05 2013 14:23:05 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
This 1947 Ford belly tank racer was built by a young woman during WWII. She had dreams of racing it one day, but unfortunately she was never able to fulfill her dream. For some unknown reason, the car was sealed up in a secret room in the basement of a mill. There it sat for decades until it was discovered in 2007.
It’s a good story, uh? Well, that is because it was made up by some guy for his college thesis project. Randy Regier is an artist and obviously a car guy, so when it came time to do his final project, he came up with this. He created the story and pieced together the car.
It is period correct though, so there might actually be some value here besides the apparent artistic worth. He even went so far as recreating the secret room where it was unearthed.
This creation was purchased by a collector after its museum debut and was apparently lost for a while, so this could be considered a replica of a barn find that then became a barn find. Bizarre…
The body was crafted from a real aircraft drop tank and the engine is a 1947 Gray Marine straight six. It was originally fitted to a boat, but was good for 112 horsepower. Being a marine engine, it spun the opposite direction, but the Model A axle was flipped by an attentive builder to compensate for that fact.
A ton of work went into this project. We appreciate the creativity and all the authentic details, but we would rather drive it than showcase it as a work of art. The seller claims that it could be made to run with some work and we think that is when the fun would really begin. Take a look at the eBay auction here:
Mon Jun 03 2013 23:52:30 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
The 1964 Shakespeare-Schlumpf transaction is the grandest used-car deal in recorded history. After Volkswagen AG took over control of Bugatti in 1998, executives at the peoples’ car company thought it might be nice to own one of the six Type 41 Royales that Ettore Bugatti created as “the car for kings.” Purchasing a Royale Coupe de Ville cost VW an estimated $17 million, a shrewd investment given the estimated worth of Royales today. But contrast VW’s deal to one Fritz Schlumpf—in his day, the most ruthless carmonger on Earth—pulled off in 1964: $85,000 for one Park Ward Royale limousine and twenty-nine other Bugattis extracted from a dusty barn near St. Louis, freight to France included.
Fritz Schlumpf, who died in 1989, was a shady character. Born poor, he and his older brother Hans earned a fortune in the textile business. In the 1950s, the two owned four woolen mills, a villa, and most of the homes in the village of Malmerspach, France, in the Alsace region. Their family motto—Acquire, Possess, Dominate—didn’t mince words concerning their attitudes toward wealth and workers. During the German occupation in World War II, the Schlumpf factories supplied the wool for Wermacht uniforms.
Upon the passing of his mother in 1957, Fritz was moved to ponder her legacy as well as his own. He concluded that a monument to automobiles in general and to the cars that Ettore Bugatti constructed nearby would be an appropriate tribute to his mother and to the family’s region (his mother’s passion for cars is unknown; the son’s is legendary). A fifth mill was purchased in Mulhouse to serve as the repository for Schlumpf’s car collection. Mechanics, carpenters, and upholsterers were hired to refurbish the vehicles. By 1965, a staff of forty workers were on hand toiling over seventy Bugattis and 130 other cars Fritz had acquired.
Many of the Bugattis came Schlumpf’s way shortly after noted historian and marque enthusiast Hugh Conway compiled a worldwide registry listing every known Bugatti owner in 1962. That served as a convenient mailing list to Schlumpf, who dispatched a solicitation letter to every Bugatti owner listed.
John Shakespeare of Centralia, Illinois, received Schlumpf’s missive and mentioned to a fellow car enthusiast that he might consider selling his collection of thirty Bugattis for $105,000, the money he had invested in the lot. He also told a newspaper reporter, “It’s awful easy to get too many hobbies. Right now, I’m more interested in sports that I can actively participate in like waterskiing and sky diving.”
With near-Internet speed, Shakespeare’s conversation reached Conway, who quickly forwarded the scuttlebutt to Schlumpf. He responded with rabid enthusiasm. “Your communication surprised me as much as it gave me pleasure. Mr. Shakespeare’s collection interests me and we are going to try to make this deal,” Schlumpf noted.
The deal, according to Schlumpf, was worth $70,000 for thirty cars in impeccable condition, freight included.
Shakespeare’s golden spoon upbringing was on the opposite side of the tracks from Schlumpf’s bootstrap roots. His father, William Shakespeare, invented two key fishing gear advancements: the level wind reel and the backlash brake. The company he formed at the end of the nineteenth century introduced both monofilament fishing line and fiberglass rods.
Following studies at Harvard graduate school, John settled in Centralia, Illinois, in 1950 to oversee various car dealership and oil business interests. His car enthusiasm began with a Porsche 356 and quickly escalated to Ferraris. He and Luigi Chinetti co-drove a Ferrari 375MM to a sixth-overall finish in the 1954 La Carrera Panamericana road race. A year later, when Briggs Cunningham closed his shop in Palm Beach, Florida, Shakespeare moved in with vague plans to produce his own low-volume sports car.
In 1956, while shopping for cars, Shakespeare discovered the Bugatti legend and promptly purchased a 1932 Type 55 supercharged sports roadster. Mere months later, a St. Louis newspaper headline proclaimed: “Centralia Man Buys Biggest, Costliest, and Rarest Car in the World.” In this instance, “costliest” was about $10,000 for a 1933 Bugatti Royale with limousine coachwork by Park Ward and Company of London. Shakespeare drove his prize home, noting that the mechanical brakes didn’t slow the 7,000-pound car very well on his 250-mile journey.
Schlumpf had no interest in dealing directly with the seller. Instead, he told Conway, “I’d like to inspect Shakespeare’s collection, but don’t have the time. Can you go in my place? If not, we’ll have to send someone in whom we have complete confidence. There are a lot of bandits in this field of car salesmen.” Conway delivered Schlumpf’s $70,000 contingency offer to Shakespeare and convinced Robert Shaw, the Bugatti Club member living closest to the collection, to conduct a thorough inspection of the goods. Shaw, the only survivor of this epic transaction, not only remembers many details, but also he preserved the correspondence and kindly shared it with me, shedding light on one of the shadiest used-car deals in history.
After acknowledging that five of his cars were disassembled for restoration, Shakespeare invited Shaw to inspect the collection, and he expressed willingness to let it go for less than his asking price— as long as the cars were destined for a suitable new home.
Shaw’s first report to home base was disparaging to say the least. “The Shakespeare collection is housed in a facility formerly used as a foundry. Most of the cars are in a dirt-floored building. The roof leaks, windows are broken, and birds are nesting inside. The better cars are in a heated, concrete-floored shop. Practically every car is in some state of disassembly; none has run in eighteen months,” he noted.
“The Royale, the Type 56 electric inspection vehicle, the Type 55 roadster, and the Type 13 three-place light car are in presentable condition. It appears that Mr. Shakespeare was taken advantage of when he purchased others sight unseen. The Type 50 LeMans is a replica of some sort. Another car is made of Buick parts.”
Shaw’s recommendation to Schlumpf: Do not buy the collection.
That suggestion was ignored. Conway wrote Shakespeare: “Mr. Schlumpf is keen and has the workmen to put these cars back in order. He has offered to stand by his price subject to the Royale being roadworthy.”
A month later, Schlumpf raised his bid to $85,000. While prepping the cars for shipment, Shakespeare made this disheartening discovery: the Royale’s engine block was cracked. Schlumpf’s response was to have a mechanic repair the 238-pound lump with arc welding.
Shakespeare was so disgusted by that suggestion and the deal in general that he washed his hands of the sale and left for Florida on vacation.
Shaw, skeptical the transaction would ever take place, was dispatched to save the day. He found that the southern respite had brightened Shakespeare’s mood. Annoyed when he learned that Schlumpf already owned several Bugattis, Shakespeare nonetheless resumed assembling pieces—two of his cars were in Florida—and preparing (probably bogus) invoices according to Schlumpf’s instructions.
Unfortunately, Shakespeare’s efforts were too deliberate for Schlumpf. After his request for a shipping date was ignored, Schlumpf pressed, “I wrote you nicely and prettily without animosity. But you must not confound or translate my prettiness with weakness.” The French industrialist threatened to lodge formal complaints through ten institutions ranging from “the American tribunal and court of justice” to “all Bugatti clubs and automobile reviews [magazines] in the world.” He set a deadline of four months for shipment and threatened to claim damages of $500 per day if Shakespeare didn’t comply.
Shakespeare responded with two months of silence, followed by the hint that his collection might be broken up “to perpetuate the great Bugatti tradition.” Soon thereafter, Schlumpf characterized a letter he received from Shakespeare’s attorney as blackmail. From the sidelines, Shaw silently cheered Shakespeare for not caving in.
Late in 1963, the quixotic Shakespeare resumed a friendly dialogue as if no harsh words had ever been traded. His progress report to Schlumpf advised that the Florida cars had been moved to Illinois, but he was having difficulty finding new tires for the Royale. Unfortunately, no space was available for shipping the cars until the following spring.
In February 1964, after fourteen months of dickering, Shakespeare told Schlumpf, “Your cars are ready. I am eager to have this transaction completed and when I get the money, I will ship the cars.”
Shortly thereafter, three Southern Railway freight cars were backed onto a siding that ran within yards of Shakespeare’s storage building. While a mechanic steered, railway workers heaved Ettore Bugatti’s personal inspection runabout to a top berth. The car made its final journey on U.S. soil at the end of a chain towed by a Jeep.
David Gulick, then a staff photographer for the St. Louis Post-Dispatch’s Sunday Pictures magazine, was present to document the loading process. He coaxed a smile from Shakespeare as the eccentric collector removed the Royale’s Brogue chronometer and prancing elephant radiator mascot for separate packing. All the cars were shipped with no protection from damage beyond steering wheel wrappers. At the end of a long loading day, the thirty Bugattis left Illinois en route to New Orleans. There they were transferred to a Dutch freighter bound for Havre, France.
Upon arrival in Mulhouse, “His Highness” Fritz Schlumpf stood armed with a whip to shoo away the curious. There were plenty of onlookers, including journalists who had been pestering the despot for access to his horde after hearing about the Shakespeare cars and fourteen other significant Bugattis he had purchased from Hispano-Suiza.
Two years before, Schlumpf initially denied Conway’s wife Eva admission to his collection. When Automobile Quarterly editor L. Scott Bailey repeatedly asked for a visit, Schlumpf told him that he was contemplating a press event of epic proportions; on the condition that no journalist ever request a return visit, each car would be wheeled into the sunlight for fifteen minutes.
Schlumpf treated his employees with equal disdain. Their grievances about working conditions and the diversion of company resources were ignored. In 1972, the rise of socialism prompted bitter strikes. Locked out of their mills and barricaded from their villa, the Schlumpf brothers seized refuge in the mill that had been lavishly refurbished as a car museum. While business conditions deteriorated with rampant inflation, worker unrest, and rising competition from synthetics, the Schlumpfs poured their wealth and energy into their car collection.
By 1976, the museum was ready for its public opening. Since the mills were writhing in debt, the brothers magnanimously offered to sell all their holdings—except the museum—for one franc. That prompted embezzlement charges and threats of bodily harm. The brothers fled to Switzerland and the workers seized control of both the factories and the museum.
Imagine their amazement when the Schlumpf shrine—three football fields in size—was raided in 1977. There were 122 Bugattis and 305 other pristine automobiles parked on carefully laid beds of white gravel. Another 150 cars in storage awaited restoration. Ornate Venice Grand Canal candelabras sparkled from eight hundred roof pillars. Three restaurants stood ready to host twelve hundred diners. The washrooms were lavishly decorated with giltedged mirrors.
Tried in absentia for tax evasion, falsified accounting, abuse of assets, and gross mismanagement, Fritz Schlumpf was sentenced to a four-year prison term and fined $10,000. His brother received the same fine with a two-year term. Neither served a minute behind bars.
The museum was liquidated by the courts to pay the Schlumpf’s debts. The new owners christened the facility Muse National De L’Automobile in 1982. After the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower, it’s one of France’s most popular tourist attractions. Most of the collection is still on display today, including some of the Shakespeare cars. But you won’t find the Royale’s elephant mascot or its chronometer. Suspicions are that the Schlumpfs carried that booty to exile.
This story does not end happily for the protagonists. In 1975, Shakespeare was found dead in the basement of his home. The sixty-nine-year-old bachelor had been handcuffed, gagged, and shot once in the head. Police interrogated suspects in ten states and at least three foreign countries but no charges were filed and no arrests were made.
Hans Schlumpf died in 1989. Fritz was allowed only a brief visit to his collection before his death in 1992.
Those who visit the Schlumpfs’ museum should keep an eye peeled for one very special car on display. The Type 38 two-place roadster, lovingly “rebodied by Shaw of America,” was donated to the collection by the Robert Shaw who preserved this Bugattis-in the-barn story.
By Tom Cotter June 2, 2013
Tue Jun 04 2013 14:31:26 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
A recent post from The Old Motor reminded me of the day I first set eyes on this Isotta Frachini when owned by Massachusetts collector Basil Sculley. Here I am circa 1989 in IF in barn find condition. Basil also owned a fabulous Aston Martin Ulster. See related pin
Mon May 06 2013 17:17:21 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
MG Discovered in Car-Sized Coffin! Jim Snider’s outstanding Austin-Healey 3000 started a dialogue that twenty years later yielded him an entombed MG. “I owned a bolt and screw business,” said Snider, of Louisville, Kentucky. “One day a customer of mine came into my office to compliment me on my 3000 that I had parked in my warehouse.”
“As I showed him the car up close, he told me of an elderly gentleman out in the country who also owned an old Healey.” Snider always enjoyed meeting fellow Healey owners, so he eventually contacted the gentleman, a gesture that led to a lasting friendship.
The gentleman, Hugh Grundy, and his wife, Frankie, were a fascinating couple. Initially, Snider was intrigued in learning about the Healey 100. The Grundys bought the car new and had modified it with an altimeter and other equipment with the intention of competing in the Mille Miglia sometime in the 1950s. But Snider was equally intrigued to hear about the career that led the Grundys to live for decades in places like Taiwan and Hong Kong.
Hugh Grundy had worked for Air America, a covert airlines operated by the CIA. Air America hauled supplies, but mainly fought the Communist threat in the 1940s and 1950s. (Interestingly, Grundy’s wife Frankie never knew he worked for the CIA.)
Before the Healey 100, there was an MGTC. This was a yellow 1947 model that the young couple used while living in Hong Kong. They traded the yellow MG for a new 1949 black MG. They drove their new sports car around China for a couple of years before having it shipped to the family farm in Kentucky. The farm had been in the Grundy family since the 1700s.
“It was shipped to the farm because Hugh and Frankie thought they were going to stay in Kentucky,” Snider said. “Frankie drove it about five hundred miles around Kentucky before the couple moved back overseas in 1964.” But before Frankie left, her dad helped her construct a box—a car-sized coffin—just big enough for the MG. She rubbed Vaseline over all the chrome to protect it for what would be a lengthy storage. But nobody knew just how lengthy it would be.
After Grundy retired to Kentucky, he and Frankie continued their sports car activities, but now in the United States. The Austin-Healeys brought the Sniders and the Grundys together as friends who would occasionally participate in sports car tours. “My wife Sharon and I went to dinner three or four times a year with the Grundys, and we became great friends,” Snider said.
“I had known Hugh for about ten years before I asked him one day while we were out in his barn, ‘Hey Hugh, what’s in the box?’ He told me it was Frankie’s old MG, and that someday he’d show it to me.”
“It was another five or six years before he actually opened the box and let me look inside.”
What Snider saw in that box was a time capsule: an original MGTC right down to its paint. The car was in needy condition: The paint was old, the tires were flat, and the interior had seen better days. Despite this, the car had been well-preserved for more than four decades, and the Vaseline-covered chrome was still like new.
“I expressed my interest in the MG, but it was Hugh’s intention to restore the car,” Snider said. “Then, one day, Hugh called me and said, ‘You know, I’m ninety years old. I don’t think I’ll have time to restore it. Frankie and I would like you and Sharon to own the car.’”
Snider was excited, and after promising not to sell the car while the Grundys were alive, he took ownership of the 1949 TC in 2004. Snider decided that the car was going to be his wife Sharon’s, since she was born the year the car was manufactured.
Sharon’s MG is completely restored now, and it takes a place proudly next to Jim’s Austin-Healey. As a tribute to the Grundys—Hugh is now ninety-three and Frankie is eighty-seven—the Sniders kept the original Hong Kong license plate on the car.
Thu May 02 2013 14:12:35 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
You never know where you might find a car. Take this 1970 Plymouth Superbird for example. Apparently the owner keeps it parked under a carport next to their trailer house. They have owned it for over 30 years, but have decided that they would would rather have some land or a Viper… So they have listed it here on craigslist for $85k!
Supposedly this winged Plymouth has only 56k miles on the odometer. It is a 440 car, but we are not sure if it is equipped with the 375hp 4-barrel or the 390hp six-pack. It does have the 4-speed though. The seller mentions that they restored it once, but the paint job has since gone bad and they just don’t have time to fix it. This could be a great opportunity to pick up a Superbird, but proceed with caution and remember to never send anyone money without making sure everything is legit.
4M Dollar + Super Rare 1937 Bugatti Found in Garage. A car that has collected dust for many years in a garage turns out to be a super rare car, one of only 17 in the world and is expected to fetch more than 4 million dollars at auction!
Fri Mar 15 2013 13:53:45 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
This is the story of a '66 Buick Special convertible that had been abandoned in Arizona in 1978 by the family of Rick Pewe, editor of 4-Wheel & Off-Road magazine. In 2011, the guys from HOT ROD Magazine, in conjunction with Rick, spent four days bringing the car back from the dead with plans to drive it home from Phoenix to Los Angeles. This is part 1, with the hacking fun the guys had rescuing the car. Look for part two, loaded with road-trip hilarity. The story is printed in the September 2011 issue of HOT ROD Magazine.