Choices

Ohh, damn I wish I had money and the ability to convince the missus we need more cars.

I love the Monster Zero. I do. It was the rig my brother rodeoed and worked in. The big black beast just floats down the road with the power and grace of a Cadillac of the same vintage. Plus, since it's an Olds, not everyone and their friggin' brother have one, unlike Cadillacs. Don't get me wrong- I love Cadillacs. But there is something to be said about standing out.

I even know what I want to do to the Monster. drop the ass end 5-6 inches, the front maybe 2 or 3, flat black for paint with a matching white top, scrape off the handles and get some new hubcaps. Just a mild, but mean, custom to match it's personality.

But then I read about a 1928 Ford coupe project someone is abandoning. They have a 283 ready for it and everything. The son of a bitch is already 80% finished. Price, they'd trade for a 56 Ford pickup (which I can scrape up a 51 with the original Flathead under the hood, if they'd take that). I already know what I'd do to it too. Either flat black or a real faded blue, skull or star on the doors and tool heavy leather for door panels. It'd be right on par with what they were doing back then, but I think the door panels I'd create would set it apart from the rest.

With the girl the last thing I should be doing is looking at another fucking car. But this is serious old school. they don't make these at all anymore. And I know the missus would prefer it the Monster. However, I still love the Monster. It's the perfect family cruiser and the monster engine and tranny could pull the piss out of a horse trailer.

Arrrggh!

The truth is I probably won't do a damn thing. But the fact whenever I see something from the pre-1959 era I want it and am almost willing to part with the Olds. Maybe that's a sign. After all, a car is just a car, no matter how fucking cool it is.