
About the time I was building the wagon, I got this '51 from my Grandpa Sherrill. At the time he was fixing up a nice old '52 to replace his worn out '50 and bought this for parts-mainly the grille. It turned out that although the '51 and '52 grilles look almost identical with the exception of "teeth", the area surrounding the parking lights is larger on the '52 so the grille wouldn't work. Brakes,tires and a carburetor kit got her back on the road after sitting for about 20 years. We drove the wheels of of this old thing. An old man kept after me to sell it to him and I finally gave in. After that, every time that I saw him he would gripe about the condition that the car had been in! Sure it was pretty rough-it needed a lot of interior work and paint-but that was all very obvious when he was pestering me. Needless to say, that kinda aggravated me. I've often regretted selling this one, but in the last few years we put my great aunt's '53 on the road and that satisfies my "stovebolt" urges (sort of).
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