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  1. All right – I’m bored.  The wife & I are taking care of her 93 year-old mother who can do very little for herself.  We’re sort of stuck at home at this time – I’m not much help with her mother, but I stick pretty close to home base, in case of emergency.  I hate to be one of these people who tries to start one of these long “do you remember” type threads, but I’m going a little batty.  There’s very little programming on TV these days that captures my imagination, so I’m starting this string of thoughts in the hope that there might be a few who find that this strikes some sort of resonant chord.

     

    My parents were living in a small travel trailer in my maternal grandparents’ back yard after they got married in 1947.  After about 5 years, my father built a small cottage on the same lot, and the trailer left the premises.  My mother’s twin brothers graduated high school in 1953, the same year I came along.  Right after they graduated high school, they started to accumulate a collection of old, ragged-out cars from the 1930s and ‘40s.

     

    I have often wondered if the car collection might have been one of the reasons my parents moved to a house across the street in 1954 – I guess I’ll never know.  I was at my grandparents house a lot, because both of my parents had day jobs, and babysitting duty fell to my grandmother.  There was a full view of the back yard from the window over the kitchen sink.  The yard was bordered with a hedge.  There were 4 or 5 cars sitting side-by-side, nose toward the hedge.  By the time I was about 5 years old, I had grown very curious about these cars, but I can’t recall the exact make & model of a single one of them.  There were driveways on either side of the house, and I knew about the cars occupying those spaces.  In the left driveway - a ’36 Ford 5W coupe with a ’48 Mercury flathead in it, along with a ’49 Studebaker Pickup.  In the garage on that side was a ’51 Mercury Monterey, sitting up on stands of some sort.  Sometime after the '51 Monterey left, it was replaced by a '34 Ford Phaeton.  My grandfather's '53 Olds 88 sedan was the daily driver for my Uncle Joe.  In the right driveway – a yellow ’46 Plymouth convertible with a new white top, creamy yellow paint, fender skirts, and new leather interior.  Inside the garage on that side – a ’36 Ford 2-dr sedan with a ’55 Chevrolet V8 hooked up to the original 3-speed transmission via one of those transmission adaptors from Honest Charley.  The inside of this car was gutted – no floors, no seats.  It sat in the garage unmoved from 1958 to 1972, when it was sold.  

     

    I loved being over at my grandparents house during the day, because it just seemed like so much fun.  I peppered my twin uncles with questions about all the old cars, probably to the point that grew tired of me.  It just seemed so interesting and different to the environment at my parents house.  When they got home from their day jobs, they were pretty worn out.  I’m pretty sure I wore them out talking about the cars, too.  They were completely uninterested in the cars.

     

    That is a sample of the environment where I grew up.  By time I was in the 3rd grade or so, and to the amazement of some of my classmates, I could identify just about any car that traveled up & down my street.  I would imagine some of these same circumstances might apply to a good number of those on this forum.  Hope some of you will chime in.

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  2. 9 hours ago, nick8086 said:

    Two immediate problems with hybrids are their lack of pick-up and their battery life. First, acceleration in hybrids is generally very poor, even if they are capable of a reasonable top speed.

    I'm not gonna address the original subject of this thread, which asks the question of whether or not I would convert an old car from ICE to electric or hybrid.  But, I am gonna address the above quote.

     

    I keep hearing people saying that hybrid vehicles are slow to accelerate.  My wife was talking to a guy who worked at the grocery store, who was bitching about the price of gas, along with everything else.  She may not have used the best judgment when she mentioned that she drives a hybrid and doesn't have to fill up with gas as often as she did when her car was powered only by an ICE.  This guy went off, telling her that she'd better watch it in that hybrid or she'd get run over by a real car, since hybrids are so slow.  She told him that her hybrid was faster by a good bit than the gas-powered car she'd driven previously.  For the last 5 years, we've driven a 2015 Toyota Camry Hybrid.  We love the car, and one of the things we love is how quick the car is from a dead stop.  It's got an amazing amount of torque when required to accelerate quickly, especially when merging into traffic.

     

    I can't speak to how other hybrids perform, but I can definitely attest to being very pleased with the performance of this Camry Hybrid.  My one issue with this particular car is that the drive train seems noisy.

  3. From 1953, "Angel Face" starred Robert Mitchum and Jean Simmons.  Simmons' parents drive a '51/52 Chrysler convertible.  She fiddles with the transmission linkage on the Chrysler, so that when her father puts the car in gear to go forward, he doesn't realize the transmission is in reverse, and the car goes backwards off a steep cliff.

     

    The only thing is, as the car goes backwards, it changes from a '51 Chrysler to a 47/48 Buick convertible as it goes off the edge of the cliff.  Looking at some still photos of the footage, one can see that the Buick has had the "V" trunk emblem added from a Chrysler, as well as different tail lights in an attempt to mask the fact that it is not the same car as the one at the beginning of the scene.

     

    It surprises me that the studio would have taken even these measures to try to fool the audience.  

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  4. This looks like a nicely preserved wagon, though I wish a little more background/info had been provided.  The seller states the car has less than 37,000 original miles.  I wonder if that is accurate.  Would the material on the side of the transmission hump next to the accelerator pedal be worn this much with so few miles?  Would the ribbing on the brake pedal be showing signs of wear on the bottom right with such low mileage?

     

    I guess it's possible.  Sun and heat can go a long way towards causing the material on the hump to dry up and come apart.

     

    Regardless of whether it is 36,937 or 136,937 miles, these photos show what appears to be a well maintained, everyday workingman's station wagon from the '50s.  It would be interesting to see some closer detail photos of the interior and the underneath.

     

    I'm quite taken with the looks of this car.

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  5. The appeal of this Dodge could be somewhat enhanced by putting the original wheels & wheel covers back on the car.  It does seem to be in fairly good shape.  However, for $15,000, more photos of possible problem rust areas should be provided.  Speakers in the rear floorboard?  That sounds like something I did when I was 18 years old.  

     

    For some reason, I'm a little leery of this beast.

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  6. On 7/25/2021 at 8:48 AM, 58L-Y8 said:

    Yes John, I thought so too, a rarely found Mopar in nice condition for a realistic price.  Most of these early '50's Chrysler Imperials are the victims of hemi pirates.

    In the early '90s, there was a '51 Chrysler Imperial Station Wagon advertised in a publication, possibly Hemmings Motor News.  At that time, I didn't know much about these cars.  I showed the ad to my uncle, who ended up buying the car.  Shortly afterwards, we realized that someone had mounted a Chrysler Windsor Station body on the Imperial frame, and advertised it as an Imperial Station Wagon.  I don't know the circumstances that led to the station wagon body being attached to the Imperial chassis and drive train.  The car had been assembled for some time when we bought it circa 1991.  For whatever reason, the entire chassis & drive train of this particular Imperial was chosen as a platform for the station wagon body.  

     

    It stung, but it was a valuable and instructive lesson.  I learned to consult automotive reference books BEFORE buying cars.

  7. Enlarging the original photo, as you can see, causes it to distort and become blurry.  The original poster mentioned spending time pulling the finish off the rear bumper.  Here is a view of the rear end of a '38 Lafayette.  Credit for the photo goes to Velocity Automotive Journal.

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  8. Born in 1953, I lived in a lower middle-class neighborhood.  Some of the cars I recall on the streets around my home:

     

    1960 Oldsmobile 88 sedan

    1952 Chevrolet sedan

    1952 Cadillac sedan

    1953 Plymouth sedan

    Early ‘50s Rambler Convertible

    1956 Buick sedan

    1950 Olds fastback

    1960 Chevy hardtop

     

    Upon my arrival to this world, my folks had a ’48 Ford convertible and a ’49 Plymouth Suburban.  Across the street where my grandparents lived, my twin uncles – still living at home – had a ’36 Ford Sedan and a ’36 Ford Std 5W coupe.  In their garage up on blocks was a ’51 Mercury Monterey.  Directly outside the garage was a creamy yellowish ’46 Plymouth convertible, and a ’51 Studebaker pickup.  The pickup didn’t stick around long – it was replaced by a ’52 Chrysler Saratoga station wagon that became the vehicle to haul my uncle’s equipment for his dance band.  My grandparents had a ’53 Olds 88 sedan.

     

    A guy up the street drove one of the most ragged-looking early Rambler convertibles that I can ever remember seeing.  My parents lived on the corner of a through city street and a small one-lane alleyway, which was used as a short-cut – it was pretty busy for a street so small.  I recall that guy with the Rambler left the top down almost all of the time.  Painted black, it was pretty beat up, and whatever was left of the muffler wasn’t helping much.  This was the model where the window frames remained upright when the top was down.  The car looked dirty inside & out, and there was a lot of stuffing exposed through the upholstery.  The driver was almost always friendly & smiling, waving as he went by in this loud, snorting rattletrap.

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  9. In the late '60s, my dad drove a company-furnished '64 LeSabre 4dr hardtop.  It was not trimmed out as nicely as this Wildcat, but it was a nice looking car.  As I was approaching the age of 16 in 1969, he let me drive this Buick on backroads as a form of parent-assisted Driver's Ed.

     

    I loved the Buick.  It was responsive, quick, handled great and had A/C!  Compared to my mom's '59 Bonneville and my dad's '56 Studebaker wagon, this was a machine from another world.  A guy in the neighborhood had a '64 Wildcat like this one, only it was solid burgundy.  He called it the Wild Clap.  Quite the card, he was.

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