I knew something was buried in this garage for the 22 years we’ve lived down the street, turns out it’s been there since 1997.
I introduced myself when I saw a guy that was cutting the grass, it was the original owner who parked it there in his dad’s garage when he moved away.
He is now cleaning up his dads estate, after some great conversations and clearing it with his siblings he agreed to sell it to me if I promised to put it back on the road and not flip it.
After 4 hours my son, daughter, and I had it running and drove it around the block.
My H.S days I owned nothing but Poncho’s.
Here we go again.
I introduced myself when I saw a guy that was cutting the grass, it was the original owner who parked it there in his dad’s garage when he moved away.
He is now cleaning up his dads estate, after some great conversations and clearing it with his siblings he agreed to sell it to me if I promised to put it back on the road and not flip it.
After 4 hours my son, daughter, and I had it running and drove it around the block.
My H.S days I owned nothing but Poncho’s.
Here we go again.
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