This fine vehicle is the 1953 Chevy Five Widow Pick-up that I am still driving.
My first new car was a 1969 Chevelle. It was a hog on ice and got the worst mileage of any car I owned. Fast and cute but not a good deal in any sense of the word. For some reason the fan belts always needed tightened or some special wax applied. I can't list the number of times that car left us stranded with a dead battery when everything appeared normal. We took it to the west coast only once and traded it in for the Vega. From Bad to worse.
One cute little car but an absolute waste of metal. This little MG was cute but not worth the time I spent trying to keep it running.
Dad sold my car when I went into the service and bought this Volvo. I drove it many miles and when I went to Vietnam gave it back to him. He wrecked it in 1968. I had to install seat belts to get it registered at Fort Sill and I'm sure that those seat belts saved his life.
This is a 55 Chevy an I had a couple of them. Great old highway cars and I spent a lot of time and money keeping them on the road.