the best excuse youve heard for not for sale

I stopped to try and buy a car once it needed a motor and wheels it was sitting on blocks house was a run down shack and they drove an old dogde prospector didn't have much but they had to much money into the car I was interested in to sell it that was two years ago and it is still sitting same spot just harder to see because weeds keep getting taller. I am sure its making them just shitloads of money just sitting there nut whatever??

 

I came across A 33 or 34 chassie. all original v8 drive train with juice brake. an insider told me the owner took a 33 pickup apart to build A high tech rod,(in the mid 90's) ifs tube chassie and all that junk. So I fianlly meet the owner (he's about 45 years old at the time)and we start talking. His story change about 5 times, from I'm not going to use it to I'm going to restore it soon. (this takes two hours, now I'm pissed off) so I point out that the 97 is filled with water (and the ocean is only two blocks away) he tell me thats ok. So I tell him, If you really want A rotted out block that needs sleves I'll give you 5 of them and this will shave 40 years off your project. (this pissed him off) he tell me I got to leave. So I tell him, your A moron and your full of shit, I don't care who you call I'm taking it this week.(not that I would) he runs back to his building and I leave. Next weekend I go back to say sorry for getting mad at him and what do I see, A frisbie duck tape to the carb! 8 years later, I know where it went and it's been outside whole time. and yes now it's junk.

 

Harms Way my grandfather was in "French IndoChina "before 1960 as an "Advisor"

 

Tried to buy a 48 pontiac conv out of a back yard in south phoenix. The lady said we are saving it for my brother he is in jail now, i asked what for and she said murder.

 

Thank you sir! I owe you one!

 

My agitation is when you sell or even give something away just for the spirit of saving the hobby, and then it is sold or junked. These days I find it hard to buy with the intentions to sell.

But then, i have a voice almost screaming inside me that enough is enough. The yard is too small!

 

No it's not for sale. "If I sold it I'd have to build something for my chickens"! A 34 Plymouth 2-door.

 

not really a "not for sale" story, but years ago when I was a Cub Scout we had a "bigger and better contest" Each kid was given the same simple wooden pencil and asked to keep trading up to see who could end up with the best item. We would knock on doors in the neighborhood and trade the pencil for someting better and so on. After a few minor trades I came to a house with some odd early 60's coupe that appeared to be British, like an Austin of something. The guy offered to trade me the car for what ever junky item I had at that time. I couldn't beleive it, but couldn't accept the offer since I was only 10 and the car didn't run.

I have my eye on a 1930's car that's "not for sale" but I laid my card on the driver's seat with a note in case the estate sells it when the man (in his 80's) passes on.

 

You trash talked a man on his own dirt? That would your ass trounced in a lot of places.

 

"You trash talked a man on his own dirt? That would your ass trounced in a lot of places."

I was thinking the same thing.

 

when I was a teenager there was a 1970 chevelle a few streets over from my house that NEVER moved. I asked if it was for sale, but got the "no, we plan on fixing it up" answer coming from the wife. I said I'd check back in at a later date... a month later comes "still not for sale" so I told them I'd check back in another month or so.

...and I'll tell ya what... 18 months later and about 6 random visits to ask them if it was for sale... it was finally mine! for only $1300!

I guess they were tired of me buggin them hahaha

I towed it home threw a carb on it and fired it up! had it for a couple years, that was a great car!

~Brian

 

I made a deal with this cat to buy his car. I got my money together in about three days. I called him back to finalize all the shit. He then tells me his WIFE won't let him sell me the car. It's like WTF dude,you didn't give a shit what she thought when you bought it??????

 

my brother has had this 40 ford since 1962, i was after him to sell it to me over the years. but he never would." when i retire" well hes in arizona for the winter, i took it out of his garage oct. of 07, chassis done, motor trans done/ body work done/ its being stripped and getting ready for paint ! hes coming home on april 2nd . he will have a little surprize when he gets home! hope he doesnt want to kick my ass when he gets here! hes 72 years old.....time to drive the dam thing ya think? pray for me

 

I would shake your hand and share the ride with you. I wish I had a bro like you!!!!

 

After I sold my tudor to buy it the owner said " My wife wonts to make a parade car out of it " I said I will bribg it by and let her ride in it .

 

No one seem to want any of the junk Im saving…

 

My father gave me my 63 merc when i was 14 and it's sitting at my grandma's house just last week I was up there and was offered $5000 in cash the guy counted on the hood. I told him I sell him anything I owned, from the shirt on my back to my girlfriend but I wouldn't sell that car. That thing will sit and rot before I sell it. It's my first car and it will be my last car.

 

I was in KC and a friend called me from a airport shuttle in Dallas, Tx. He was down there to meet some friends and while driving from the airport he saw a few old cars and told the shuttle driver he was into old cars. The guy tells him his next door neighbor has a cool old car that he remembered to be pretty rare. My friend asks if he could drive by the house and take a look. The guy takes him by the house for an extra 20 bucks and he sees the garage open and snaps a pix with his camera phone and the shuttle drivers number. He sends it to me and i blow it up on the computer and make out an bright orange convertible with some wording on the back. i remembered seeing the car in the movie Dazed and Confused. It was a Pontiac GTO Judge Convertible in Orbit Orange. On my day off i caught a southwest flight to Dallas, had the guy pick me up and take me to the house. For 50 bucks he walks me up the house and introduces me as some relative interested in seeing the car in the garage. She shows me the car...car is 70 Judge with a bench seat, 4 speed and A/C. After sitting and having lemonade and listening how her no good son wants to take the car to auction and make money and her lez daughter doesnt want to see the car b/c it was the father's pride and joy and he died 3 years ago. I sit through this story being sympathetic to her plight...when she gets done she tells me she feels that if i bought it would go to a good home in the neighborhood. i smile as i write the check and have it flat bedded away. I got the PHS docs on the car...1 of 168 ever built. 1 of 12 ordered with a bench seat. 1 of 3 with bench, 4 speed, A/C. I sold it two years later to a car broker who i think took it to auction. Oh well...i never was a fan of convertibles.

 

A buddy of mine knew of a 1927 Studabaker 5 window coupe in a liitle town here in Nebraska. He told me he had stopped every year for the past 7 years, and today was the day he was going to buy it. We loaded up in the truck, with trailer in tow. Get there and its raining, pretty hard, drive thru the alley and sure enough there sits the car next to the garage, under an old canvas tarp. But the kicker is, it has been there soo long that there is a fence, two trees and an entire yard full of "stuff" mind you there was some cool old farm machinery there, but none the less a lot of it. We pull around front and buddy gets out and knocks on the back door, couldn't get to the front door from all the "stuff" in the yard. The old man comes out, had to be at least 75, says not for sale today, come back next year. My buddy pulls out $800 cash and says will to take cash, old man slams the door shut, we can here him stomping around the house, other buddy says lets go man, he's going to come back out with a gun or something. About that time the guy throws open the door and says here ya go, and throws the title at my buddy and grabs the money. 3 hours later, after we cut down the trees, pulled the fence posts out, and moved all the "stuff" we left with the car!! But I have to say I thought for sure I was going to get shot!!

 

a common phrase i allways hear when asking if shits for sale is, i wouldnt sell it for 1millon dollers,

 

I had two parts truck Studebakers and couldn't give them away either

 

Guy had about a dozen cars, mostly fords. 28, 36, 37, 57, 60 convert, also an amx, etc. bugged him for 20 years to sell me one of the first 3. "I'm gonna fix em". Riiiight. It's now been 30 years, dropped in last month. Old fart has retired, built a huge shop, and is fixing the damn things?????

 

Stopped and tryed to buy a 57 ranch wagon about 15 years ago, completely full of old newspapers and garbage, lady told me she couldnt afford to sell it she needed it for storage.

Recently tryed to buy a 49 Ford coupe, guy told me he couldnt sell because he got his first piece of a-- in that car and had no intentions of ever doing anything with it other then keeping it for sentimental reasons. { That one I could kind of understand.}

 

I had one my dad and I were trying to buy a rusted out 62 chevy 4 door sitting on flats loaded with trash. Dad offered $300 back in 89' (we did not say but we needed frontend parts for my 59')
She told us that she was going to save for her son.

the other was also in 89' was a 58 4 door wagon with a 348. Was told it is not for sale.
O.k. but not a month later crusher came though town and there is was crushed on the trailor.

I would have givin more than the crusher.!!!!!!!

 

An older woman my wife worked with had an A sedan that had been her husbands. He had started restoring it and but passed away before he had done much. It was complete, in really good shape and stored in her garage. She didn't want to sell it the first few years I asked her about it but finally decided to sell it to me. We agreed on a price. I told her I had to sell my T bucket but knew someone who wanted it and would have the money in a couple of days. When I went to pay her she said when she told her son she was selling it he said he wanted to keep it and fix it up. This was 15 years ago. The car still sits and is not for sale. The guy knows nothing about cars.

 

Best excuse if they don't understand its not for sale is " Yeeeou got a purdy mouf." It never hurts to take that partial out from the missing teeth that came from the last time you said it first.

I discovered that the very best excuse I've ever come up with was when a young person from the "neighborhood" tried to buy an old Galaxie I was working on in my driveway. First I told him it wasn't for sale, he insisted it was. I shot him an outragious high price, he wanted to know if his mechanic could look ta it then admited that he didn't have a sisteenth of the asking price.

So finally I told him it belonged to my dead brother and that "I promissed my Moms" I would get it runnign and keep it for her.

Of course I am the only boy in the family. But that he accepted as truth and left me alone after that. It helps I guess if you can figure out a bit of the language of the interested and motivated buyer.

Ebonics is still a mystery to me, but I know a few of the more english sounding words.

 

i like that!

 

I was searchin for a hood for my 65 chevy pickup, found this yard about an hr. from where I go to college. Guy was old as dirt and had prolly had about 50 acres of 40's 50's and 60's cars. He had made a wall all the way around it by stacking them three and four high. Me and buddy went up to him, I told he what I was looking for, he told me that he couldnt let anyone go back there because "the county told me that it was too dangerous and that lettin me look wouldnt make him any money" Finally we got him to go with us and there were more good cars there then I have ever seen and I spotted a truck with a good hood on it. The guy had previously told me he would want $100 for a hood. This truck was a 3/4 ton flat bed 66 chevy and his son had bought it 5 or 6 years ago at a sale. I told him I would take that hood, he said "thats my sons and hes gonna restore it" Out of all the cars his son had to choose from he was gonna restore a flat bed truck

 

In 1978, I bought a 1950 Ford Club Coupe, V-8, 3-spd w/OD, radio and heater. Beautiful car...for $300.00...yep, just $300. Drove it home with the "For Sale" sign still on it. Parked it in the driveway and went in to show my Dad my latest acquisition. He was still at work - damn! The doorbell rings. A guy asks me "Is the Ford still for sale?" I said, "well, yeah..." He say "How much?"...I say "Fifteen hundred cash", thinking he'd go away. He didn't. He flips out a money clip and flips out fifteen hundred dollars in cash. Thought to myself "Shit!"...BUT, I had a 500% return on my money in less than an hour!

 

I had a guy stop at my house and look at one of my 39's( I had 2 in the yard) said he wanted it for a "Stock car" .Told him to leave before Igot my shotgun.