A lot of people talk about it. They’ll stumble around the campfire, swilling a nearly empty beer bottle and mumbling to mostly imagined adversaries, “I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna match an old car body with a modern drivetrain and chassis, and nobody’s gonna stop me.” But by morning, the drive has usually faded along with the alcohol buzz.
Knoxville …
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right? Because I want to do exactly this. And there's a '49 languishing in a parking lot up the street from me...
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