I was getting ready to unplug cables and start packing pieces parts to get on the road tomorrow. I had just about decided not to post anything when I remembered this photo from one of Mother’s scrapbooks.
I hope this isn’t going to happen to me.
Missouri 1919?
The tag number on the front and back are the same, so it’s the same car. I’m assuming the 19 mean 1919.
Isn’t it amazing how human beings will stare at broken mechanical devices in the hope that they will become magically cured. It’s sort of like the way men look at their cars after a fender-bender.