Himself has a ’62 MG Midget that he bought when he was 15.
He fixed it up, then wrecked it.
Fixed it up again. Wrecked it again.
Update: Himself says it was only the once. Too bad. It made a better story the other way.
All before he was twenty.
He’s been lugging it around the country ever since, while it slowly oxidizes and disintegrates.
This isn’t it.
THIS would be our new ’63 Austin Healy yard car/hangar queen, which Himself purchased on eBay and ventured into the wilds of northern New Hampshire to procure.
Between the two, er, vehicles, he contends there is one complete MG/Austin Healy that I could be driving this fall.
That’s his story, and he’s sticking to it.
And for the moment, I believe him.
The neighbors are going to be so thrilled.