Dad payed $800 for the '54 in 1969. My uncle Ron saw it for sale in Kansas City and, knowing Dad was a mechanic, asked Dad if he wanted it. He did, so Ron drove it across the state to St. Louis with his own car in tow. I was 1 year old, so It's been mine my whole life. Dad and I rebuilt the engine(without pulling it) a few years back, and I just got down to Texas last year. It purrs like a kitten, but it's not roadworthy yet. I have to be wary of some of Dad's old school fixes like copper brake line repairs.
