A few weeks ago I said our car needed a friend, and I meant it.
Russ had started itching for a new project car. He was wanting something to work on and I am not so good at saying no. It seems that in these kind of situations, when it comes to cars, I am a bit of an enabler.
So he started looking, asking, talking around. Just “seeing what’s out there”, you know? HA! We looked at a 40 Ford, an old roadster and we talked more. If we were going to buy another car it would be nice if we could fit all of us in it.
A family car.
There she sat.
A 37 Ford sedan complete with suicide doors.
She may not look like much here but she came with all of the missing pieces: running boards, fenders, an extra grill, hood and a front fender.
So, we brought her home.
These wheels were only put on 37 Fords kind of ugly, but unique!
Ford safety glass dated 1937