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About 35 years ago I picked up an early '70s MGB from a neighbor. It had no engine but I knew where I could get a power train. When I was picking it up, he told me of a fellow who had called right after we made our deal, desperate for the roller, as his B had been rear ended and was in bad shape. I took the guy's number and ended up calling him a few months later and sold him the car for what I had paid. He was there that afternoon, grateful for the car and invited me to drop by sometime to see if.
About 5 years later I did indeed drop by and was almost sick to see the twisted doner car, but pissed off to see the roller he bought from me parked on grass, covered with plastic sheets, rusting away as only a car of that era could.
Apparently he had crawled into the bottle shortly after he bought the car and 'never got around to it '.
In the long run it was better for me because my next toy was the 924S.
Best
Les
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Best
Les
My train of thought has been replaced by a bumper car.
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