I lack tools, experience, and garage space, but I'm stubborn, detail-oriented, patient, and the new owner of a decrepit 1948 Chrysler Traveler. The purpose of this blog is to track my progress, or lack thereof, in getting this car back on the road while keeping it original. If the engine turns out to be frozen, this blog may be short-lived . . .
Monday, November 15, 2010
The Car
If I were a superstitious person, I would not be the owner of this car. On my way to see the car for the first time, the police stopped traffic on I-205 about a half mile in front of me so President Obama's motorcade could get on the highway unimpeded. That doesn't often happen in Portland, Oregon. On my way to see the car for the second time, the police stopped traffic on Division because of a criminal investigation. I had to detour through a neighborhood with unpaved streets and giant potholes, causing damage to the front-end of my Honda Civic. The Traveler was already eating a hole in my pocket and I had not even made an offer on it yet.
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