Allow me to join the club. My first car was a '39 Willys Overland (Discussed in a previous post a long time ago).
That's not the story. Being a young guy in the early 50's, gung ho and full of hopes for doing something spectacular..... I was going to build my own car.
I was enamored with a 39 Packard (enormous) having coil springs, rubber front end whatchamacallits, big motor etc.. I found a chassis in a local wrecking yard, just what I was looking for. No body, no motor but it did have a drivers seat, brakes that worked, steering wheel and tires...good enough to be towed.
I bought it for (Peanuts in those days) and enticed a friend to help me tow it home. We hooked a tow rope onto it and started the journey of about 8 miles away. This meant going through city streets in a large city. Imagine other motorists watching the spectacle. A young guy on an open chassis steering the frame on tow rope.
My intent was to put a suitable high-power engine into it, then build a body out of fibreglas?. What was I thinking. ;D I drew up an artists conception as to what it should look like. (I was not an artist but it looked good). 4 headlights...multi tail lights...all before it's time. I even named it a WECA. (part of my name).
I started out gathering replacement parts. New springs, suspension parts as a start. Took a while to get those things into place. (Parts were still available from dealers). Then my life changed a bit..got more important jobs that took up my spare time. My production line took second place and things came to a halt. Moved the hulk out of the tiny garage and put it outside into the weather.
Finally my Father suggested that we have it removed, with my agreement, after a couple of years.
All I have now are memories. What a ride.
I guess the moral of the story is that not all dreams come true, especially when one is 17 years old without wisdom nor enough money ($1.25 per hour) to think things thru. The new car would have been priceless but so are my memories now from this little venture.
I have learned a lot in the last 60 years since then. I give myself a grade of C for trying.
FWIW. Carson FL
I hope all your dreams come true. Merry Christmas.