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Thanks for the replies. Maybe someday these can be identified. And if so, I'll bet that somewhere, there is someone who would be really glad to have them!

I recently bought the remnants of a 24 Hupmobile from an estate. Now I am learning that some of the parts I got weren't Hupp at all. It would be great if I could sell some of those pieces, to help recoup the costs of the Hupp parts & the related adventure. Anyway, I THINK the part in question this time is a shifter column for a 3-on-the-tree manual transmission. And I noticed some older Chevy 6 cylinder engines lying around in that old garage when I was there, so maybe this is out of an older Chevy truck? Please, anyone, if you can help, let me know what I have here. THANKS IN ADVANCE! 😊

Looks like a gas cap for a 1971 to 1973 AMC Hornet to me.

I just clicked on the link, and saw it listed as "SOLD."

Wait! Is that John Wayne at left, on the horse? LOL

I recently went to South Carolina and bought a 1924 Hupmobile chassis with engine, transmission, driveshaft, rear axle assy, and miscellaneous parts. In the pile of Hupp part were also some other items, and I'm asking for your help to identify them, please. First up is a chrome-strip/center hinge section for a 4 piece hood. Looks like a truck of the late forties to me...and I recall that there were some old Chevy straight six engines in the same garage. Does anyone recognize this thing?

Wow, awesome early muscle! I've never even heard of one of these with a 4-speed. I'll bet these things were real sleepers. Thanks so much for sharing, and for the bonus information!

I bought a tray of small parts at an automotive swap meet, not long ago. This interesting little oiler was in the tray. I ASSUME it is not automotive. But it is sort of old, so before I scrap it...does anyone recognize it, per chance? (sure wish that tag was at least partially legible!) Thanks again, gang. You folks are my heroes.

For myself, I have guessed at exhaust pipe hangers, and lamp brackets. What do you folks think?

Hello all. Like many of you, I have cool older items laying around that I'm not sure what they are for, but they are too nice to throw away. I've had this pair of brackets for decades. I took them to Hershey a few times, and put them on display (among other unknown items), with signs saying, "What am I?" That tactic worked well, and I was able to ID many items. But these two brackets have stumped me. Yet they are STILL too nice to discard. The u-bolt circle seems to be just 1.5" (3.81 cm). For the record, I got them from an old auto repair garage in Three Rivers, Massachusetts, decades ago. They came with a LOAD of car parts going back into the 1920s. Thanks in advance!

Never had much experience with a Renault Dauphine. But a high school friend had the newer "econo" model, the Renault 10, as I recall. The local dealer ran TV ads offering them brand new for $50 down, and $50 per month. I rode in his car often (better than walking a mile home from school), but even though he generally kept the pedal glued to the floorboards, it still wouldn't keep up with a good Toro self-propelled mower. LOL. As I recall, the Renault 10 cars in our area were known to be problematic, and within about 2-3 years of service, I never saw one of them on the road again.

Note the lack of "pointed ends" on the front of each fender, beside the headlights. The Torino fenders that year were quite pointed, but the OP's photo shows relatively blunt front fenders. I concur with the theory that it is modified.

Wow!

We do this kind of work at my small business. My brother is a former champion atv racer, and has made many decals out of materials that can withstand chemicals and other abuse. The challenge is, that a roll of special vinyl film must be acquired to do a job like this. And rolls of quality vinyl can cost 5 grand or more apiece. It's hard to buy a roll to run out a few dozen decals, and then put the rest of the roll on a rack and hope you will be able to sell it some day.

What IS that car? I'm sure I should recognize it, but I don't. Maybe it's the dust...or maybe the photo angle? I note the 4-lug wheels, like a Falcon or Chevy II. But that front fender is neither of those, I think.

Over 40 years ago when I was young, fearless, foolish AND dealing with a horrific family tragedy, I bought a souped-up 900 Kawasaki motorcycle, constantly riding it hard and fast. Motorcycle buddies called and warned my young wife that I was definitely gonna die on that bike soon. Then I got a major traffic ticket. My sweet, beautiful little wife swelled up into a raging volcano, and the ONLY way to quell that eruption was to sell the hot rod bike. I put an ad in the paper, soon had a buyer at the door. Three 18-19’ish boys stood there with no shirts, no shoes, wanting to test drive the Kawasaki. NO WAY, so the buyer agreed to ride behind me. I cruised the area, showing him that it would shift all the way up and down without the clutch, so he would know that the transmission was good. He yelled that he didn’t care about that…”How FAST is it?” So I got on a country road and accelerated briskly. But he said again, “Not like that, Man. I wanna REALLY see how bad this thing is!” I told him to hold on and lean forward. Then slowed to 1st gear, revved the engine and dumped the clutch. The engine screamed and the front wheel popped up, staying up all the way through 2nd gear, smoking the rear tire. After hitting 3rd we were going WAY too fast, so I shut it down to the speed limit. He yelled, “G___ D____ it, Man! I LOVE it!” Back at my house he tossed a HUGE tangled wad of cash on the table. He fumbled trying to count it, eventually asking my wife to count it for him. He didn’t even watch, going back outside with his friends to look at the bike. I called him back in when she finished. Only then did he ask, “What’s your best price?” I just said, “Firm!” He said, “Ok, so the rest of that cash is mine then?” My wife shoved the wrinkled excess back to him (he had no idea how much it was, but it was a lot of cash). He asked for keys, but I told him he needed license plates and a helmet to ride it home (that was Ohio law then). He had neither. He asked to borrow mine, but I didn’t want this wild man riding with my tags, and knew I would never get the helmet back. Finally I agreed to lend him the helmet and tags, holding his his title until they were returned. So he put on my helmet and sunglasses, and rode off with one of the boys behind him. My wife and I looked at each other in shock and amazement. We went out for a couple hours, returning home to find a police car in our driveway. Cop just wanted to verify that we really had sold that motorcycle to the kid, who had been jailed for speed in excess of 115 mph by state patrol, while not wearing a helmet or eye protection. Few days later the kid shows up at my door, asking for his title. No problem, where are my tags and helmet? He forgot…but he would bring them back next day (he lived a couple hours away.) No deal, I was firm. He grumbled under his breath, and drove away. Never heard from him again. Fast forward a few years, I get a phone call, “I understand you sold a motorcycle to my son? Well he’s dead now.” (A car accident…not while on the bike). I expressed my condolences. He said, “I just now found out about that motorcycle, and I understand you have the title?” I told him I was STILL waiting return of my license plates and helmet. He suddenly blurted out, “Where the H___ did he get that money? He never worked a day in his life!” I pointed out that it is not a seller’s business where a buyer’s money comes from. (Not that it makes any difference, but I had seen his driver license, and he was over 18). The father eventually called again saying my helmet and (now expired) tags were gone forever. Would I accept $50 in exchange for the title? I did. Tragic story, but true. Today, as a more mature adult, I wouldn't even have sold him the motorcycle. Not sure how I could have refused, but I would today.

Beautiful cars, and tremendous knowledge! Thanks so much for sharing with us, Ron.

The Grant Motor Co exported Grant Six automobiles to New Zealand (I ASSUME this photo is from Kiwi-Land, since the OP is NZcarnerd). My parents once bought a very uncommon 1921 Grant Six chassis from a Mr Black in New Zealand, and had it shipped here as a parts car for the 21 Grant Six roadster they owned at that time. At first I wondered if this one could be a Grant, but the hood seems too rounded, and if I'm seeing the hood-side louvres correctly, they are way down low on the side of the hood, and pretty short.

I agree with Craig. This handle looks pretty delicate, with that long, thin hand-grip portion. Yet the steel hexagonal shaft is pretty beefy. I hate to throw it away...but...?

Winner, winner, chicken dinner, Greg! You know, I actually thought of that a few minutes after answering Wheelnut, and just got in. But I've worked on that for an hour, on and off! A strategically-placed comma in there, and maybe putting the word "one" after the word "which" might have made it make sense, even to an old man like me! LOL. Thanks so much!!

Thanks for trying to help, Wheelnut. No luck. I tried "Trailer Bus," with no luck, and then tried "train." Both duds. Guess they want to keep us dumber folks out!

I'm also member of a tool and garage forum, which had to be totally re-built a year or two ago, wiping out old memberships like mine. So recently I rejoined, and was warmly welcomed by old forum friends. But tonight I went there to post some photos of some bench vises I have acquired, but I have to answer some Q's first, to prove I'm not a "Bot." The questions are usually super easy, and I've done them before. But today the questions changed. Most of them are easy, as before. But one of them is a sort of riddle, and although the answer is likely simple as pie...I can't get it to save me. Since that riddle is about vehicle types, I figured it might be ok to seek the depth of automotive wisdom here on the AACA forum. So here it is: "Tractor car bus which is usually in the city" I tried "Trolley," and "subway." Both are apparently wrong. Now I'm really curious what the answer is, even more than I want to be able to post today. So, what am I missing? Can anyone help a befuddled old man?

Rocket, what I actually DID do, when wifey and I had finished our coneys and rootbeer, was fire up my truck, drive slowly past those other hot rods while revving the engine. I challenged them with a nod of my head and hand gestures, to follow me out on the street to "run a pass or two." That 327 was pretty healthy, and it sounded that way too. The truck weighed very little, and it accelerated almost like a motorcycle. The laughter slowed, and no one returned my stare, or offered to follow me out onto the street. I felt a little better then. 😉

When I was a young married sheet-metal apprentice, I bought and sold cool cars for a hobby. One day I acquired a hot-rodded 40 Ford pickup for next-to-nothing, since it had a busted 50's Chevy rear end. It turned that the "pumpkin" assembly was the only thing wrong, and I quickly cleaned out the grease and metal shavings, popped in a new one, and drove it every day to work for about a year. The truck had been set up to look like a gasser from the 60's (This was in about 1976 or so), with the front end jacked up high above the straight axle, the bed shortened, and cheesy rear fenders which must have been off of a utility trailer. But the 327 engine and Muncie 4 speed were pretty strong, and the truck was light as a feather, and my young self loved driving it. One evening my pretty young wife and I hopped in and drove it to one of our favorite places for a meal and "cruising," as they call it now. It was the local A& W Root beer stand (remember those?) Anyway, we sat there for a while, as the car hops were busy. I saw some other hot cars in the lot, and noticed that their drivers and passengers were checking out my truck (no doubt wondering if it was a real race car, or just a cobbled-up piece of junk). Finally, a cute young waitress realized that we must be next, and walked up to my driver's window. I cranked it down, but before either of us could speak, she finally seemed to actually notice my hot rod. She said, "Oh my God!" in a shocked voice. I felt a little pride, thinking she was impressed. But then she started laughing. Giggling at first, but then laughing uncontrollably! I said, "What?!?" She said, "Oh my GOD, your car! I just noticed your CAR!" And she bent over nearly double, laughing till tears poured down her face. I was bemused, and looked to my wife, for her reaction. To my further shock, she was beginning to laugh too! She said, "See? I'm not the only one!" The waitress kept trying to choke out the words, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's just so FUNNY! Is it like, a clown truck?" Now I was a little miffed, and went to start the truck and leave, but the waitress apologized, and pleaded with me not to go. "If the manager saw me out here laughing, and then you leave without an order, I might get fired!" My wife snickered a little more, and leaned over me and told the waitress the order that she and I always got. For a moment, I was ok with it. But then I looked around the lot, and saw the drivers and passengers of the few other "hot rod" cars in the lot laughing their asses off! Sigh. The pictures below are the only ones I have of that truck. Sitting on a slope and in the grass, you don't get the full picture of how high that front end was raised. Sigh, again.

Heck, folks can now laugh at me too, since I thought the first Imperial by Chrysler was in 1954! 🤪