I’m not a big VW guy, but the oddly-named Things are so unique as to be lovable. The seller describes the body as being fair, but I don’t see anything objectionable in the photos and it looks like the top works. In addition to being slower than dirt, VWs are known for rust, so it would behoove any potential purchaser to inspect it closely. The interior is a little worn, but I don’t know what looked like originally – it might have never had door panels or carpeting. Regardless, three grand or less for a fun convertible is a pretty good deal if it’s solid and you don’t mind using an hourglass to measure the 0-60 time.
Monthly Archives: May 2012
While not as “cool” as the earlier flat-front forward-control vans, the 2nd generation domestic vans have a certain retro appeal of their own – especially in period colors like this avocado green example. This one, in case you want to get your Rob Ryan “living in a van down by the river” mojo on, is priced to move at $4500. Weirdo camper-van stigma aside, its pretty tidy looking and would haul 6 friends in relative comfort, and the drivetrain is bulletproof enough to survive the apocalypse. Just don’t drive slowly around any schools.
Super-low mileage 409/409 Bel Air headed to auction | Hemmings Blog: Classic and collectible cars and parts
Not much to say here, just: Yes, please.
As much as I try to keep my personal biases out of these posts and only show the most interesting and unique cars I find, I can’t help but be drawn to certain cars. I don’t know how many Novas I’ve talked about here, but add another to the list. It’s certainly not sexy, and the tried-and-true 6-cylinder-and-powerglide combination is nothing more than durable, cheap motivation, but it looks unbelievable straight, the color is great, and the price is right. Novas will accept any number of high-performance upgrades, and the interiors are simple and spartan – so it’d be easy to fix it up. At this price, I’m having trouble not picking up the phone myself.
It’s been a little slow in the Magicboltbox garage lately, as another addition to the family has sapped my late-night-wrenching energy and the thought of lying on a greasy cement floor and wrestling with a transmission has sapped my enthusiasm for the task at hand. I’ve also been pretty busy at work and mired in a thus-far fruitless search for a new daily driver, so I’ve generally got my hands full with more important things than installing a transmission.
Meanwhile, something somewhat miraculous has occurred – winter finally became spring, for real this time. I was pleasantly surprised to leave the house the other night and find it warmer outside than it was inside. I hopped in the car to run some errands, rolled down the windows, and smiled as the night air filled the interior. Of course, this just means I really need to get the car back together so I can
fix the next problem truly start enjoying the nice weather. I have high hopes for this weekend, but we all know what they say about the best laid plans.