When I was about 12 I saw a model A fordor sedan in the local paper for $ 50 (this was about 1957). I called the guy and my Mom told me to ask him if he would take her sewing machine instead of the money. He agreed and drove the car to my house but on the provision he could keep the battery.

My buddies and I turned what had been a very clean little sedan into a pile of junk by chopping the fenders off with an axe because we couldn't get the bolts loose. Ruined the car and a local junkman finally gave me $ 20 for it. Thing even had the little bud vases inside.........boy did I kick my butt a few times in later years over that one.

Don