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Coincidence? Dear Tom,
named it “Two Dicks Garage.” Most of the kids at my high school had to walk or take the bus, but some had cars they let us work on. We chopped the top on my ’33 sedan 5 1/2 inches (a little too much), channeled it 11 inches and removed the hood and front and rear fenders. Now the kids were looking at us, so we got a little more work from them, but very few could pay so it just became a place for everybody to congregate. We built a ’30 A roadster with a Buick grille, ’40 Chevy front and rear fenders, a Buick hood, and a ’32 flathead engine, tranny and rearend. Then a ’36 Plymouth coupe, which was a five-window. After chopping the top we couldn’t get it to fit, so it became a three-window. Didn’t look too bad! Then a ’36 Ford five-window coupe, which remained a five-window, but this time during the top chop we used a lot of cuts across the top and parts from another five-window. When finished it looked like someone had stepped on it—not too good!
I’ve been reading “Write of Way” for many years and like that it shows the course of our sport— great letters! I’m 90 years old and have been play- ing with cars since age 11 when I purchased a ’33 Ford two-door sedan. It didn’t run, but the owner of a car lot I worked at helped me get it running good enough for the five-mile trip home. I paid for the ‘33 washing cars and weeding at the car lot and it took three months of part time work to pay it off, but I really wanted that car! Once home my dad said he didn’t think it would run long enough to get it to the dump, so he let me keep it! I worked on it until high school, and not only did it get me around, but I was also the only kid (prior to high school) that had a car! I had decided a hot rod it would become and another lost soul, a buddy of mine named Dick (my name also) and I started a shop in a rented two car garage and
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