Just wondering, have any of you had the same feelings about your wagons as me: a total love/hate experience? they are so frustrating when things aren't going well...i get out the "for sale" sign. then the darn thing runs right, and i sit behind the wheel again. and everything is ok again...for a while
HA! This should be a good thread. Up until we retired and moved to Florida I didn't sell or trade anything. I had to thin my herd then. Sadly I think I got rid of the wrong cars. But that's another story. After we got settled in I realized I still had too many old cars and too little space, time, or money. So the new plan was to sell the original restored antiques I'd built and was afraid to drive in this new strange land with four lane highways and old people who couldn't seem to see or judge speed. Still none of the cars made me upset. Only sad to see them go. Those antiques were my babies. My plan to thin this new herd failed. I ended up trading one for two, once one for three other cars. Some of those cars were only parts cars or someone else's bad projects I bought only for parts. But some of those I hated enough to beat on them. Still I didn't. I took the parts I wanted and like a fool gave them back to the car lot dealer I'd traded at. I suppose the only two cars I nearly beat to death were my 1948 Chevy panel truck and the 55 Chevy wagon. The only things that saved them from death by hammer was all the time I had in them on body work. I'd just had to start over and this didn't seem so wise. So, no I never got mad and sold any cars. I never beat on any. But I have and do cuss and scream at them now and then. lately the 55 Chevy wagon hasn't been driven beyond the local gas station and occasional grocery store. Yet sometimes I get off here and sit in it, going uddin uddin! I love that ole wagon! Of course, in a weak moment many of you know I did trade it once. Whether it leaves me stranded or takes all my grocery money, I now plan to take it with me to the grave! Anyway that's my plan.
Thanks a lot, sward! Now I have that dang blasted song stuck in my head! WHOA...WHOA...WHOA...:banghead3: Oh, and welcome! David
LMAO i didn't even think of the song! honest. i just spent a week trying to get the matador running. i think i used every curse word known to mankind and made up a few too! but when she turned over effortlessly today, all the bad thoughts left. i do have it for sale, but fortunately, no one is particularly interested in it.
Well, I hope you're thinking about it now! Cause I sure am! Actually, it's a good idea for a thread. Glad you took the Matador's head off the chopping block, and are happy with it for now. David
You think you've got it bad. I'm going to bed early and can't get any of those songs out of my head. My heart really does have small worldly feelings.
Heh, this reminds me of when my father suggested junking the two wagons, my '86, which is the old family car, and the '89 parts car. My reaction? "Like hell I am!" But, motor swap is happening from the '89 to the '86 in October, shortly after, some bodywork on the '86, and hopefully a interior swap to the '86 from the '89. So yeah? Feelings for my car, it's a love hate relationship. But try to get me to part with the car? Over my dead body! Oh and Denny, at least have the car lined up so when you are gone, someone else will enjoy it, and not ruin it. Someone who would build a garage to keep it in, but not queen it. I cannot stand garage queens, I want a car I can drive, and abuse. If I've still got my car when I'm your age, which, will happen even if I have to frame swap it, I'll make sure it goes to a museum or something, might be the last 80's B Body on earth by then.
Attaching sentimental feelings to any inanimate object just results in having a bunch of crap accumulated when you get old that means nothing to anyone except you. Then when you die, your kids sell it all off for beer money. Use it, enjoy it, and when the time comes sell it off and use the money for something else you enjoy. You can't take it with you.
Like the old Dutchman said: To soon ve get oldt Und to late schmart. Listen to the old guys. They already know what you haven't learned yet.
Nah he knows my car could be fixed, he just figures I'd be happier fixing up something else. But typically I take the advice of my elders, and most agree that I'm better off putting money into this old wagon than something newer, or at the very least something old.
I have written about passion before and that word describes best how I feel about my wagon. I absolutely love this car! When I sat down in the drivers seat in a dusty garage in south Salt Lake I was hooked. It started out as a car to drive while I was building my minitruck, however the wagon soon became my obsession and customizing it put the mini on the back burner quickly. The time and effort I put into the Shwag went from passion to love and the closer I got to what I had invisioned as an end result the more in love I became. I was once at a gas station and a guy walks up to me and asked "how much do you want for this car?" I said "this car is not for sale" he said "c'mon man everything is for sale at the right price." I said "yeah everything except this car." (last price he threw at me 11K, I just laughed).
i don't have kids. so i can spend everything i have on ME! even when i was young i was captivated by old wagons. i a glad i have one in the driveway, today anyway
I had a couple of guys try to trade me a pretty nice '93 Chevy Van for my wagon, had a low mileage crate engine, really clean inside and out, had a custom stereo that they'd take out. I thought it was strange, why swap the engine into that and then try to trade it for my banged up battle tank? Didn't ask though, wasn't interested, I can't drive those vans with my club feet anyway. Tried to drive my grandma's '93 Chevy Van G30 and my size 13 wide shoe gets stuck between the gas and brake pedal. And 11K for your car? HAH! I would've told the guy he should be a comedian. Once you do up the interior, throw a good polish on it, if it had a name behind it like Foose it would go for 50k, but since it's just some guy in his garage, noone thinks it is worth anything.