Hello everyone I thought it might be a good idea to introduce myself. I stumbled upon H.A.M.B. while doing a search for information on cyclecars which has been a subject dear to my heart for most of my life. I grew up in a family where my Dad was a sheetmetal tradesman and my brothers were all in the motor trade. I have vivid memories of my Dad building a stationwagon from scratch on our driveway when I was only small. He built the entire body from sheet steel on a Rugby ch***is and it was powered by a Chevy six. Unfortunately I don't think any photos have survived of this car which is a pity really My brothers always had some sort of car project on the go, one liked American iron and the other was more into English cl***ics. I end up being taught how to look after and maintain my own car along with how to weld, solder, braze & etc. I also learned how to use a metal lathe to do basic turning work, which is pretty unusual for a woman I suppose. The last car I owned before entering Religious life was a 1954 Morris Minor and during the time I owned it I completely stripped it down for repainting and painted it, rebuilt and upgraded the brakes and rear axle, overhauled the front suspension and steering and rewired part of the wiring loom. I was very sad to see Morrie go and I shed a tear during my last wee drive around before the new owner took her away (sniff). She has gone to a good home though which is something. What I enjoy seeing on this forum are pictures of good old fashioned type metalwork and mechanicing on 'proper' motorcars. I've only ever owned cars made in the 1950s and have never had the urge to own anything 'new fangled'. From what I've seen on the roads driving modern cars only makes their owners ill tempered and impatient and it doesn't ever look like they are having any fun doing it.
Welcome to the H.A.M.B. sister. There is alot of fun reading here but watch out for the naughty words.
Welcome from Melbourne, Australia. I hear what you are saying about people not having fun while driving. An old car puts a smile on my face, every day.
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