worked on an old ladys house out in the stick here in vermont a couple years back. The guy I was working with and I were talking cars, and she comes walking over and asked us if we liked cars, so of course we were like YA. she takes us on a walk to this barn that looked like it was going to fall over any second, I wouldnt even store a wheel barrow in it. We had to open the doors and there was a tarp covering something. She tells us to pull the tarp off, so we started to take the tarp off and once we got the tarp off there sat a 1929 Ford rumbleseat. MINT!!! you could eat off of the floors, the engine compartment didnt even have a spec of oil around inside. She was the 3rd owner of it. back in the early 30s her father bought it off of a family friend, she then inherited it from him. I was in SHOCK AND AWE at the sight of that.
