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Henry lived in my town and was a true gentleman! I was invited to his house twice for cocktail's after local car shows, but didn't see anything related to Sherlock Holmes. 

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“Is there any point to which you would wish to draw my attention?' 

'To the curious incident of Henry Austin Clark talking about Sherlock Holmes.' 

'But Henry Austin Clark didn't talk about Sherlock Holmes.'

'That was the curious incident,' remarked Sherlock Holmes.” 
 Arthur Conan Doyle, Silver Blaze  (kinda)

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HAC had a law degree but apparently he never actually had to work for a living. I remember when he used to hold court at Hershey each year. If you can find the earliest collection of articles from Old Cars Weekly it contains quite a few of the columns he wrote. Interesting stuff. There was a car at Hershey within the last 3 years that Henry details resurrecting using various unrelated bits and pieces he had around the shop. He started with just a frame and engine. Everything else came from unrelated vehicles.

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23 minutes ago, Restorer32 said:

 There was a car at Hershey within the last 3 years that Henry details resurrecting using various unrelated bits and pieces he had around the shop. He started with just a frame and engine. Everything else came from unrelated vehicles.

 

There are lots of brass cars that have been assembled this way, many  more than most people realize. 

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1 minute ago, edinmass said:

 

There are lots of brass cars that have been assembled this way, many  more than most people realize. 

 

I am sure they are. Some years ago I was in a museum in Ohio. In their warehouse awaiting restoration was a Cad V16 Landaulet that I remembered from the early 1970's when it was created. Originally a V8 it certainly looked better on a cut, stretched and welded chassis with a V16 engine installed. Haven't seen the car since. It would be spectacular if restored.

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Austin Clark lived about 15 miles north of me, and you never called him Henry! 😄 He would always introduce himself and want to be called Austin. He would cringe at that if you called him Henry. I first met him when I was about 17 years old and went to his house in Meadow Spring , Glen Cove , long island . I had a photo of a Mercedes race car o the sands at Ormond Beach, Fla. he wanted to copy and I didn't know who the driver was - he saw it and immediately shouted "that s Willy K.!" (William K. Vanderbilt) We became friends because of my interest ( even then ) of automotive history and that friendship continued until he passed away some decades later. When I wasn't reaching art I worked for him in his library/archives full time cataloging, filing, and looking up information for people that inquired and had questions and sent or called them into the Long Island Automotive Museum that he owned. He also did research on automotive topics for corporate accounts who wanted to document when certain phases of events took place that affected their business.

He never expressed any huge interest in the works of Arthur Conan Doyle or the character Sherlock Holmes in the entire time I knew him. ( oddly enough SH is my favorite character in literature, and I have visited many sites in England associated with Holmes) Austin's library of automotive material was donated to the Henry Ford Museum while he was still alive and it took a tractor trailer that was loaded to capacity  to get it out to Michigan. In the early 1950s's he rescued the glass plate negative files of Mack truck that were located in Brooklyn , NY ( that was where Mack started) that were to be thrown away. Those glass plate negatives filled 30+ four drawer steel filing cabinets in his basement and are now back with Mack in Allentown, Pa. . Austin was a huge enthusiast of commercial vehicles - trucks, and he and George Norton used to run the Truck Seminar at the AACA annual meeting in Philadelphia at the Bellview-Stratford Hotel. They would give the talk and I would run the slide projector ( that kind of dates when this was done, no computer generated images /equipment!) There were sections of the image presentation that were x rated and it was a standing room only presentation!

I always was interested in automotive history, especially due to my art background , the body and coach builders. Austin introduced me to Rudy Creteur of the Rollston Company and the three of us used to go out to lunch together on a regular basis for years. Austin's library and collection inspired me to build my own library ( on coachwork and custom built cars of the WWI to WWII era) as I could see what he had that was in the subject area I was interested in and then try to find examples for my own collection . Austin would add to his collection of material on a regular basis when there would be auctions of material and several times I represented him at the auctions when he was not in town, or if I was in England in vacation he told me" if you see something you know I don't have and think the material is important and price good just get it ! use your own discretion, if you need more $ call me and I will wire it to you". Austin had a great sense of humor , and yes he had spaces at Hershey every year ( he rented a motor home to bring down so he could have a place to see friends in in case of inclement weather , also offer friends some high octane liquid refreshment if they wanted) in the Blue Field ( where the roller coasters now are) .

He was a great and loyal friend  and we shared many adventures bringing in cars to his collection, going to visit Peter Helck at his house in Boston Corners. He was my inspiration to share the automotive material that I have collected via storys etc , he did this  on a much larger scale, and always felt that  automotive history was important and needed to be seen and thus appreciated by as many people as possible. It is why he started his auto museum and library. The enthusiasm for the vehicles themselves but also for the storys they had.

I have a lot more memories and storys but this is going on way to long and a bit off topic already.

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2 hours ago, Restorer32 said:

 

I am sure they are. Some years ago I was in a museum in Ohio. In their warehouse awaiting restoration was a Cad V16 Landaulet that I remembered from the early 1970's when it was created. Originally a V8 it certainly looked better on a cut, stretched and welded chassis with a V16 engine installed. Haven't seen the car since. It would be spectacular if restored.

 

Intresting how now all the “great” cars that bring big dollars now need proven provenance with photos, or they fall flat on their face at the auction. Also, which auction a car is in tells volumes about its background without having to print a single word.

 

I apologize if I am off topic, but it seems this is the one site where things twist and turn and no one gets upset about it. I think it’s what makes this the best car blog on the net.👍

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18 minutes ago, Walt G said:

He never expressed any huge interest in the works of Arthur Conan Doyle or the character Sherlock Holmes in the entire time I knew him.

 

That definitively answers the original question.

 

However, other insights about Austin Clark would be

welcome, since he did so much to promote and preserve

our hobby.

 

One of our region's late members, Sterling Walsh, told me of

going to Mr. Clark's car auctions twice, around the late 1950's.

Evidently, Mr. Clark had more cars than he could restore,

so he was selling off some of the excess inventory.

The selection was excellent, our member said, and the

competition wasn't all that stiff.  "He had really good stuff."

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30 minutes ago, Walt G said:

I have a lot more memories and storys but this is going on way to long and a bit off topic already.

 

Walt. Thank you for that. I had the pleasure of sitting next to him at dinner just once, and having him ride in the back of my brother's 1942 Packard Rollston town car. It was a treasure to be able to share time with him. Regarding his name, my dad knew him quite well, too, but always referred to him as "Austie."

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1 hour ago, edinmass said:

 

There are lots of brass cars that have been assembled this way, many  more than most people realize. 

A huge number of brass cars are assembled that way (one of my best friends did a large brass car a year for 14 years - all under the wire and those cars trade hands today without anyone knowing) - and a fair amount of history now lost so gets more and more each year.

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West, a lot of people referred to Austin Clark as Austie, in particular, Beverly Rae Kimes who was at his library often doing research , especially when they were working on the book they authored together as a joint venture. He never referred to himself as Austie but did mind not being called that, I think the name Austin seemed a bit formal to most people and the Austie name seemed a bit more down to earth for them .

He was a character and a wonderful person , yes he did attend Harvard University for law, and Jack Kennedy was his classmate ( although Austin politically was a Republican) . Austin loved pre WWII jazz music as much as he loved old cars  , another thing we had in common ( I am of a generation who should be into the Beach Boys , but I like Paul Whiteman much better) . Austin and I would go into Manhattan at night to Jimmy Ryan's jazz club on West 54th Street to listen to live jazz, and Roy Eldridge was the regular featured "man on the horn" (trumpet). We even gave Roy Eldridge a ride home one night as Roy E. lived just south of where I do  on long island. There were a few occasions where we drove in and back to Manhattan to listen to jazz in Austin's 1929 Lincoln Locke bodied dual cowl phaeton , parked it in front of the jazz club with no issue . There was a guy on the section of West 54th street between 6th and 7th avenues called "the Bishop" and he kind of controlled that block, so far as activity went, he would always make sure we had a good parking spot. To many stories.

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I met Austie Clark in 1982 at The Madison Avenue Sports Car Driving and Chowder Society luncheons at Sardi's. I was invited to become a member in 1983 or 84? I was SCCA racing and a Board member of the NYRSCCA at the time. He was a wonderful man and his stories and cars were also wonderful. He is greatly missed, and as usual a toast to the original members including Austie was done at last weeks 61st Anniversary Chowder Xmas party. Great memories!

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Becoming an old car fan during the summer of 1959 I remember Henry Austin Clark from his writing. It was so refreshing to have an American involved in car when so much published information was British. The standby books were two from Wheatley and Morgan, "Vintage" was a Brit term. Motor car was foreign to me. Scrantoms was the local bookstore and British titles filled the car section. I knew about Hemmings Motor News for 10 to 15 years before I found out it was American, "Motors" in the title tricked me.

 

So I can figure where there could be an assumption of Sherlock Holmes connected with of car stuff in a stretch.

 

Henry Austin Clark and Floyd Clymer, American car guys. Ken Purdy was writing for adult men's magazines, but neither Ed or John Connors, who ran the magazine shop, would let me go to that part of the rack.

 

Some memories just stick with you.

 

Bernie

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Austin liked to see people happy, and i will leave you with one of his comments he used most often. When we were about to start an adventure he would look at me and say "I hope we don't get seriously killed doing this. Then he would chuckle , smile and we would do what the plan was for the next few hours. Same words were said before he took me for a near 100 mph ride in his type 35 Mercer raceabout up and down the North Sea Road that went from Sag Harbor to Southampton, or later the same day when we used his 2 cyl Autocar bus ( ca. 1920) with solid rubber tires to go to lunch in out in Southampton , loaded in the back with about 15-20 other old car guys,  as we pulled into a main intersection through a red light to make a turn he also commented " hold your hand  up , they  will stop" he was referring to the weekend tourists who were rushing in their modern sports boy racer cars to the local country club and were fast approaching the Autocar which was flat out at about 15 mph. Happy times from decades ago.

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After moving to Connecticut in about 1990, I immediately "imported" my 1912 T (seen in my avatar) from California and went on a New England Brass and Gas tour. At 24 years old, I believe I was the youngest person on the tour with a car. I was immediately welcomed by Austin Clark, Wally McCarthy and Warren Kraft.

 

Often during a longer drive, they would need to pull over for "adjustments" and flagged me down for "help". Well, roadside "adjustments" meant opening the cooler and making a rather heavy duty adult beverage. I was honored to be invited into such an esteemed group of collectors-especially since I was driving a Model T and they were all driving masterpieces from the Simplex Motor Car Company.

 

These were gentleman, hobbyist and motorist of the finest caliber.

 

I recently was able to help Wally McCarthy's former 1909 chain-drive, Model I Locomobile demi-tonneau find a new home. Hopefully I will get to take it for a test drive soon. It's a beautiful, beast.

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This has brought back a flood of memories of getting into the old car hobby, back when I lived on Long Island and worked with Walt G in the exhibits department at  Nassau County Museum system..

 

1981 Glidden tour, rainy day, wife and I are having lunch and a glass of wine while sitting in our 33 Austin saloon. We had the windshield open to use the cowl as a table. As Austin walked by I called out to him and invited him to get in out of the rain and join us for a glass of wine. Without missing a step he replied, "No thanks, I'm on booze."  

 

Loved hearing his stories as he "held court", sitting at the head of the table at John Duck's restaurant during iron range day lunches that Walt G would bring me along.   

 

Still have a bit of fear of open bucket seats after a ride in Wally's Locomobile bouncing over Warren Kraft's lawn at speed. I think my finger nail marks may still be visible in the seat edges.

 

Great times. 

 

Paul

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I met Austin once, when I rode along with Don Peterson in his boat tail on the 1978 Glidden Tour in the Poconos. I'll never forget Austin breaking out his portable bar at one of the rest stops, whereupon he mixed me a libation that gave me a noticeable buzz.

He also brought along an early automaker's turn-of-the-century scrapbook he'd recently found and excitedly showed it around, explaining its historical significance and rarity. 

The impression was that Austin was one of those eternally happy people who was always laughing and smiling.

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Just now, gwells said:

I met Austin once, when rode along with Don Peterson in his boat tail on the 1978 Glidden Tour in the Poconos. I'll never forget Austin breaking out his portable bar at one of the rest stops, whereupon he mixed me a libation that gave me a noticeable buzz.

He also brought along an early automaker's turn-of-the-century scrapbook he'd recently found and excitedly showed it around, explaining its historical significance and rarity. 

The impression was that Austin was one of those eternally happy people who was always laughing and smiling.

 

We knew Henry Austin Clark rather well--at least my parents did. I was just a little kid. I remember being on various tours with him, often the VMCCA "Michigan Tour" as it was called. He was a fantastic story teller and spent more time than most folks would have talking to the kids (this was back when kids would go on tours, something that doesn't seem to happen anymore). Of all the "grown ups" at these events, he was one who seemed to have the most fun.

 

As a side note, my parents were on that 1978 Glidden with their 1925 Buick touring. I think that outing was the beginning of the end of my father's interest in old cars. He never "toured" farther than five miles from home after that. That '25 Buick was a hunk of junk, broke down constantly (my mother remembers pouring gasoline down a funnel through the windshield and into the failed vacuum tank in the pouring rain) and the weather only made it worse that week. They divorced not too long after that. Related? Hmmm...

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Makes it a bit easier to be always laughing and smiling if, like HAC, you never actually are burdened by having to work for a living. When I was much younger I bought, at Hershey, the first collection of stories compiled by Old Cars Weekly and discovered Austie's columns. In those days I slept in the truck. I remember staying up a good portion of the night just reading his columns. I wonder if they have been reprinted anywhere?

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Mention of Southampton makes me smile. I have always lived in New York, but about 450 miles away from that area. I visited there about 10 years ago for a meeting at the 106Th Air National Guard. I was driving and had two other people with me. We were driving through Southampton and I asked "Do you notice anything odd around here?". One of the others said "something, but I just can't put my finger on it."

We were driving down the town's main commercial street. I said "All of these buildings are 1940' and 1950's vintage, nothing is newer, not even the gas stations. Its like the Twilight Zone."

"Yeah, you're right." the others said looking around.

 

No wonder there is so much old car history in those parts.

Bernie

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The NY State cloverleaf never happened, another way for NY state to ruin things and turn people off.  Austin never complained about loosing the family sugar cane fields in Cuba ( that plantation had more RR track mileage wise then there was on long island total.) When he was alive the sugar cane fields had all gone to seed after Castro got in , were overgrown , etc so all the people who had jobs there didn't any longer . He always took care of the people that worked for his family, which I won't and can't go into. He was a very generous and fair man who saved a huge tremendous amount of automotive history as well as the cars and trucks themselves. To label him as someone who never had to work for a living while others had to is casting a very unfair picture and image of the man if you never met or had to deal with him, and that has been mentioned here on this post. It is like stating that someone gets better treatment because they are born with blue eyes and blonde hair - they have no control over that!

there would be no Mack truck archives of hundreds of glass plate negatives if Austin hadn't saved them 65 years ago. When he went to Hershey each year he did not stay at the Hotel Hershey to be treated like royalty. It was he too, who saved the NY to Paris Thomas Flyer - guess that isn't worth mention either , it took him decades to try and get that car, once he did it went into proper storage in his museum, and on display in the "as found" condition  so the general public could see what a car looked like before anyone restored them.     

Bob (1937HD45) knew Austin as well and can verify that Austin wasn't the rich snob, I own a rare car and you don't type at all. I saw him give stuff, parts away to those in need and never take a penny. One of his greatest thrills was  to take a fire truck, minus equipment like loose axes , brass fire hose nozzles etc)  full of kids for a ride around the museum property bouncing all the way on the wood seats in the rear ( no seat belts etc!) and hear their laughter and see their excitement.                                                

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make sure it reads clearer as to opinions , was contacted by someone who liked and knew Austi9n and he thinks people reading what I wrote may think he wrote it (see edit history)
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14 hours ago, Walt G said:

Bob

The NY State cloverleaf never happened, another way for NY state to ruin things and turn people off.  Austin never complained about loosing the family sugar cane fields in Cuba ( that plantation had more RR track mileage wise then there was on long island total.) When he was alive the sugar cane fields had all gone to seed after Castro got in , were overgrown , etc so all the people who had jobs there didn't any longer . He always took care of the people that worked for his family, which I won't and can't go into. He was a very generous and fair man who saved a huge tremendous amount of automotive history as well as the cars and trucks themselves. To label him as someone who never had to work for a living while others had to is casting a very unfair picture and image of the man if you never met or had to deal with him, and that has been mentioned here on this post. It is like stating that someone gets better treatment because they are born with blue eyes and blonde hair - they have no control over that!

there would be no Mack truck archives of hundreds of glass plate negatives if Austin hadn't saved them 65 years ago. When he went to Hershey each year he did not stay at the Hotel Hershey to be treated like royalty. It was he too, who saved the NY to Paris Thomas Flyer - guess that isn't worth mention either , it took him decades to try and get that car, once he did it went into proper storage in his museum, and on display in the "as found" condition  so the general public could see what a car looked like before anyone restored them.     

Bob (1937HD45) knew Austin as well and can verify that Austin wasn't the rich snob, I own a rare car and you don't type at all. I saw him give stuff, parts away to those in need and never take a penny. One of his greatest thrills was  to take a fire truck, minus equipment like loose axes , brass fire hose nozzles etc)  full of kids for a ride around the museum property bouncing all the way on the wood seats in the rear ( no seat belts etc!) and hear their laughter and see their excitement.                                                

 

I'm sorry you took my comment the wrong way. If anything I am envious of HAC's ability to devote his time to something he obviously felt was important and which he enjoyed immensely. He did great things for the hobby when relatively few others were interested. We, in fact, are restoring a car, one of the very few surviving pictures of which is credited to HAC in the Encyclopedia of the American Motor Car. I have nothing but respect for him and his legacy and count my brief meeting with him at Hershey among my fondest automotive memories.

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On ‎12‎/‎21‎/‎2018 at 7:19 PM, Walt G said:

 One of his greatest thrills was  to take a fire truck, minus equipment like loose axes , brass fire hose nozzles etc)  full of kids for a ride around the museum property bouncing all the way on the wood seats in the rear ( no seat belts etc!) and hear their laughter and see their excitement.                                                

I was one of those kids!  It was in the early 1960's and I was 7 or 8 years old.  I still remember the ride along a dirt road on the museum property.  The fire truck was right-hand drive and I was lucky enough to ride up front with him and crank the siren. 

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1 hour ago, Harold said:

I was one of those kids!  It was in the early 1960's and I was 7 or 8 years old.  I still remember the ride along a dirt road on the museum property.  The fire truck was right-hand drive and I was lucky enough to ride up front with him and crank the siren. 

I was one of those kids too! Think it was 1962 or 1963 so I was 11 or 12 years old. I remember the Fire Truck ride went around back around another building with an open front. There was a Bugatti sitting in there, no special treatment, it could have been a Model Tin any other collection. There was a freshly restored 1928 Model A Roadster Pickup out front that has just arrived back from Page's Garage in New Hampshire. Old 16 was there, the 1915 T Fire Chief car, and a green & cream Locomobile from around 1901. That was my only trip out to Southampton. Wish I'd gone out for Iron Range Days when I was older. Bob 

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The ride in the fire truck would have wound around the back of the property that was north of the museum through a wooded area that had a pressed metal sign that gave a speed limit!

At one of the Iron Range Days I went to see if the sign was still there and it was and I wanted to buy it but the tree it was nailed to grew around the sign edge and you couldn't get it loose unless you had a chain saw!

The "truck barn" was the largest building back there and its entrance faced west with a door on the south side as well. It had critters living in some of the shelves too.

 Iron range days were great, I recall Austin calling me on a friday night at about 7 pm or later at times and telling me " we have to be out in Southampton tomorrow ( he and his wife) so I thought it would be a good time to have an Iron Range Day, can you help me notify some people and make a few calls? " . Of course I did and all the good guys who usually attended that lived many hours away in south NJ ( Howard Schaevitz are you reading this?)  I called would get an apology from me that I didn't let them know earlier but Austin had a last minute decision to do it at all. They all understood and were glad to be invited as we all agreed without saying that some day those Iron Range Days would not happen any longer. They were always a lot of fun. Some people who attended but had not been before kind of had this "is this really happening" expression on their face, and that was understandable. We always went to lunch at John Ducks restaurant ( that no longer exists) and Austin always urged all to order Bay scallops or if they weren't available or in season a shrimp salad sandwich on pumpernickel bread for lunch. The first drink at the bar before we sat down at a large table ( as far away from the rest of the patrons of the restaurant as possible - since we were grubby old car guys ) was on Austin and he always announced that "anyone under the age of 13 has to sit at a table and can not belly up to the bar" in a voice loud and clear enough to get the "normal" lunch crowd to stare . 

My fondest wish at an Iron Range Day was to buy the carved oak wood table that was in the lobby that was there since the early 1950s and had brochures for local sites and attractions placed on it so visitors could take them. The table had a few loose boards on the top and suffered from decades of 80+ degree weather in summer and below freezing weather in winters but was heavily carved with large menacing birds on each corner and faces on the drawers - really gothic story stuff Anyway Austin told me his father had bought it  new and there was some sentimental value and it wasn't for sale. I asked once in the Spring and once in the Fall every year for many years always with a negative reply which I could understand . One time in the late Fall, I mentioned it again and told Austin  "it is my semi annual request" this was upstairs when we were in the loft looking at brass lamps. His answer was " well it isn't getting any better where it is , lets go look". I was in shock - a possibility (!) after about 7 - 8 years. On the way down to look I saw a few friends and mentioned "how much money do you have and could I possibly borrow a few bucks if I need it?" the reply from all was "yeah sure Walt" . Well we looked at the table and Austin told me "It will be expensive," and then the price -( which was fair) and I immediately said yes. Of course I didn't have anything big enough to transport it the table the 70+ miles to my home , but my friend Marty Haughey had his mini van there and told me "I will haul it for you" , and that was great because he only lived about 8 miles from me. So we carried it to his van ( and I then realized how really heavy it was - yikes) and back here it came. It took me the entire winter to clean and restore the table which I still have and use as a desk to write my stories on. When I do I feel like Austin is there looking over my shoulder some how smiling.  And there you have my Christmas story ( sort of ) for 2018. And yes I am a sentimental old fool. Thanks for taking the time to read this everyone .

Yes there are a lot more stories and fond memories!

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Bob, as far as I know , no one was ever told they couldn't buy parts to flip, but just understood that. If at the end of the day in the pile you made of stuff at a certain spot on the floor of the museum  while looking it over Austin saw to many of one item ( ie 4 or 5 boxes of the same headlamp bulbs, a pile of 10 or more assorted screw on hubcaps etc) then as the two of you went through them he may say he didn't want to sell that part that day. So you went home with one box of bulbs and perhaps 2 or 3 hubcaps; and there were also some parts he just didn't want to part with - not everything was for sale. He was fair and wanted to stuff to go to a variety of people. The pile of license plates did eventually all go to one person after several years of people picking through them and buying individual or separate plates. after several years of people asking he did sell off the huge 1920s gas pumps at the rear courtyard as well as he was then nervous that vandals may get in and throw a rock through the glass cylinder at the top of the pump. One of those pumps was functional while the museum was open and had a tank underground to hold gasoline.

Some people who were not called and did not know Austin did go along on occasion because they knew people who did get a call. Austin was ok with that but everyone knew whomever they invited had to be nice people, and that this was a private invitation to buy parts, it was not an open day where anyone could just walk in and pick something up.

I too still have a fair amount of "goodies" I bought there, never resold anything, but would on occasion trade or give a part to a friend who really needed it for a project. One thing I did buy and still have just because it is so darn neat was a radiator/shell combination for a mid-to late teens Locomobile. I love it and it is displayed next to one of my cars in the garage, absolutely massive thing and was interesting getting it up and into the trunk of my car. My back just started to ache at the memory of loading and bringing that home 35-40 years later.

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