In 1967 I worked with a very beautiful older blonde. She was probably about 26 years old. Hey I was 17! One day her husband dropped her off at work, driving a gorgeous blue Kustomized 1950 Ford with Missouri license plates. My best friend Eddy and I talked about the car then went over and bought it. $57 and drove it home. Eddy had the $57 and I had grouchy parents so he got it. Later Eddy gave it to me. Time has not been kind to the beautiful blue paint or the bondo but now its home and I have been working on it. In the 50s and 60s custom work was often butcher work. Think: Hirohata frame. The bondo held moisture and the metal is badly rusted where the bondo was. On this one they laid new metal over the old. It held moisture and as you see it rotted out. The holes in the front pan are because a cop told Eddy he had to have bumpers.