Got a call from a guy in Redding who was cleaning out his dad's attic and found some Crosley stuff that had been stored away fifty years ago: three transmissions, a pile of rear ends and a box of brake stuff (looks like mostly 6" plus one disc). He's hoping to get $375 for all- I told him that was a bit optmistic, so he's open to offers.
I spend somewhere near 40% of my waking hours obsessing over old cars. Usually, this obsessing revolves around an improbable American micro car from the midcentury period-- the Crosley. My fascination began with a quest to strip down my life by driving the world's simplest car.
Turns out that nothing is as simple as it seems.
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