Hidden for 30+ years
Car Story – After one year of marriage, the couple divorced, and the ex-wife hid the car for 32 years, refusing to return the car to her ex-husband.
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Mud & Mayhem at the Derby – a Car Story
“Let me get this straight. You acquire beater cars, strip ‘em down, remove the windows, and proceed to bash them up until only one car remains running.” He nodded “yes” and…
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Wine, Weed, Water, & Woods – a Car Story
Traverse City has spectacular scenery, excellent restaurants, bike trails, boating, fishing, and really smooth roads. This area is known as Michigan’s Wine Coast…
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Dead Pony Brought back to life!
How many times have you found yourself gawking in amazement? It doesn’t happen every day, but if you’re observant and have decent vision, it’ll happen. I’m not talking about finding true love here. That’s harder to find than the car keys I lost at Willie Nelson’s Ranch during a 3-day music festival. 2BukChuk
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Our High School Dream Car of 50 Years Came True
1957 Ford Thunderbird Hardtop Convertible. We purchased this car in 2013. When my wife and I were dating in high school, this was our favorite car and color. We decided to purchase one for our 50th wedding anniversary. I found this one on eBay and bought it sight unseen. Prior to our purchase there was
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Cemetery Cruisin’
The year was 1967. It was a dark moonlit night right before Halloween and an experience we’ll never forget: a drive through the cemetery in our 1964 red Plymouth station wagon full of my own children plus neighborhood kids wanting a thrill. This was prior to mandatory seatbelts for the back seats. Our station wagon
Gramps
My 1959 T-bird! Gramps has been in my family since he was new. He was a Michigan car so he has some cancer but for being all original he’s in pretty good shape! My uncle inherited him from his father-in-law when I was about 12. I remember at that age riding up to Traverse City
My first set of wheels
My dad bought me my first car when I was in high school: a pale-yellow Mustang – ’65 or ’66 – I can’t remember exactly – but I was thrilled. A way to get around on my own. Who cared if it had a rusted through floorboard in the back with a 2×4 bolted underneath?
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