Yep, I'm guilty too. Sent a '52 Ford Club Coupe to the scrapyard. Had it in the paper for 3 weeks for $100 but no takers. At least I got the seats, flathead and trans out of it first. Shoulda grabbed the gauges, front and rear glass, bumpers, etc...
My grandpa was a one man wrecking crew. One way or the other--moonshine was involved in what you are about to see:
My dad had a '56 chevy convert with a punched out 301" sbc. The fuel line broke, burnt up all under the hood, and took all the paint off the nose. Dad pulled the motor for something else, sold the car with the original 283. He saw the car a year later, driving around, with a rusted nose. The guy didn't even throw some paint on it. He parted out a 57 nomad, 6 banger stick shift. The tailgate support is still the deck support on pop's A bone. It was pretty rusty at the time so got scrapped, still ran and drove. Some do make it, he bought a 37 tudor and took the front spindles, banjo rear, and other things. Instead of scrapping he gave it to a friend, who put the abovementioned chevy's rear in it, econoline spindles, and drove it around. That one might still be out there!
And then there's the old fella (passed on now) who told me about the very limited production 1936 Ford stainless steel bodied car that he deliberately cut up so that no one else would get it after he died. Is that planning ahead..... or what?
A guy right down the road from me crushed about 30 old cars a month or so ago, I almost cried. There were 3-4 mid thirties fords, a few A's a shoebox, some early 50's chevy trucks.... the list of sweet cars goes on and on. Came back from school two weeks after he had them all crushed for salvage. Sad day.
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