Ahh, my misspent youth- right there at the curb. I owned a succession of these, from a 1962 model to 1970. The motorcycles and campers it carried, the adventures. Wonderful. The friends I moved, and moved... and moved. Ohhhh, cold and drafty, noisy and rattly, hmmm, manual steering and brakes, 3 on the tree, drum brakes, beam front axle... hmmm.
Nice to look at but he can have it.
And in an accident you're the first one there...
But look at that solid bumper!
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