My first car which I bought in 1948 was a 1929 Model A for $50.00. Enough about that one. My second car was a 36 Ford coup with a rumble seat and rear fender skirts and twin smittys. I baught this car in 1952 and had it for 3 years. I had the brakes converted with 1941 ford hubs with fluid brakes. It only had a 85 hp engine. After a year I wore the engine out and a couisin who was mechanic for the fire department offered to overhaul it for me. I was in the army at the time stationed at Fort Lewis Washington and commuted to Bellingham Wa. every weekend. It took him 3 weeks to overhaul the engine in his garage. I remenber one time I dropped in to check on it and he was at work. I looked in the engine campartment and did a double take. No engine. That evening I asked how he was doing and he said he pulled the engine and took it to a dealer that he knew to work it over.. Finally the big weekend came when my little ford was ready. I started to get into the drivers seat and he said no no. You get the passenger side and I'll take it out for you. He drove about 2 blocks to a cement street and pulled over. He told me to be carefull and not give it too much gas to start out. I checked to make sure the coast was clear, gave it a little gas and let the clutch out. Was I ever surprised. I layed about10 feet of rubber before I got control. I asked him what he did and he said he just fixed it up a little. It just cost me parts which was plenty of $$. I pulled over, raised the side panel to the engine carpment and saw 2 carbs. It just barely fit in the engine carpment. After that I could't keep rear axels in one piece. I got a big kick when I pulled up beside a 41 ford and he looked at me and raised his engine a little. I sort of ignored him and when the light turned green I was gone. At the next lite he had the most surprised look on his face. Later when my wifes sister got married They sneaked out and got away before we could tail them. My wife and I were on the way out of town when me met them and they honked their horn. I slammed on the brakes, put it in revers and to their surprise, I passed them going backward. We stopped and discovered they had forgot their marriage license. After that we chased them out of town and down the hiway but one thing kept me from keeping up with them. I had vaccuum wipers and had to keep taking my foot off the pedel to clear the windshield as it had started to rain pretty hard. They had a 51 Dodge with electric wipers so they finally got away from me.