DocWheeler
04-25-2006, 05:28 PM
10 years that Model A tudor sat under the pine tree..
The kid grew up, made Eagle Scout bought a rice rocket and went to College.
Then, the wife said it's time to clean up the fence line, plant flowers or some
such foolishness.
*I snapped a picture and posted the pile to E-wierd.com for sale.
'28 Tudor Ford, frame tin and buick running gear..
*In a while.. the phone rang, and that sort of pissed me off.
"Hey.. you got the Model A for sale? can I.." "No.. go away" I said-
"But hay, I live in the neighborhood and I can come right over"
Well.. what ever-
*Suddenly I hear a rumble and down the drive comes a Fire red
Model A phonebooth pickup.. driven by a "machinest" who has a buddy
that is a pro bodyman and TIG welder with a shop bigger than most houses..
*Hummmm- I'm talk'n HOT RODS and lie'n about something I read in
some old magizine 10 years ago.. *Interesting-
"Yah want to go for a ride?" said my new friend...
I folded myself into the tweed cab.. and we rumbled out to the deserted
country road.. "*i'tsgot a sweet 400 Vette motor and a shift kit, ah wait"
He came to a stop.
Vah- rumpah...
VOOOOOOOM!
i'M 53 AND HAD NOT FELT MY BRAIN MOVE AROUND IN THE SKULL SINCE 1969!
In a moment, we were speeding and my face returned to the front of
my head.. *Yea!
On return, as I un-assed from the ride.. *I decided to pull down the E-gay
auction and go back to work... Chop-chop here.. brush-brush there
here a wrench, there a part... Beer-beer-
*Have'n fun..
Doc
The kid grew up, made Eagle Scout bought a rice rocket and went to College.
Then, the wife said it's time to clean up the fence line, plant flowers or some
such foolishness.
*I snapped a picture and posted the pile to E-wierd.com for sale.
'28 Tudor Ford, frame tin and buick running gear..
*In a while.. the phone rang, and that sort of pissed me off.
"Hey.. you got the Model A for sale? can I.." "No.. go away" I said-
"But hay, I live in the neighborhood and I can come right over"
Well.. what ever-
*Suddenly I hear a rumble and down the drive comes a Fire red
Model A phonebooth pickup.. driven by a "machinest" who has a buddy
that is a pro bodyman and TIG welder with a shop bigger than most houses..
*Hummmm- I'm talk'n HOT RODS and lie'n about something I read in
some old magizine 10 years ago.. *Interesting-
"Yah want to go for a ride?" said my new friend...
I folded myself into the tweed cab.. and we rumbled out to the deserted
country road.. "*i'tsgot a sweet 400 Vette motor and a shift kit, ah wait"
He came to a stop.
Vah- rumpah...
VOOOOOOOM!
i'M 53 AND HAD NOT FELT MY BRAIN MOVE AROUND IN THE SKULL SINCE 1969!
In a moment, we were speeding and my face returned to the front of
my head.. *Yea!
On return, as I un-assed from the ride.. *I decided to pull down the E-gay
auction and go back to work... Chop-chop here.. brush-brush there
here a wrench, there a part... Beer-beer-
*Have'n fun..
Doc