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>I grew up in a gas company camp that had 35 families >and a bunch of baby boomer kids. My best friend and I >pestered one of my dad's friends until he sold us his >1951 Ford 2 door sedan for $10.00. We didn't have the >required funds, so we proceeded to mow yards and wash >cars until we both saved $5.00 Everyone in camp helped >us with old tires, mechanical expertise and old parts >until we got it running. We tore low and reverse out >trying to spin the tires and the hood came loose at >about 80 mph and was discarded on a dirt road in the >oil fields. In six weeks, our friendship was on the >rocks and everyone in camp was ready to see that car >gone. We sold it for $40.00 to one of the men that >worked there for a parts car. We salvaged the >friendship and both of us became the "car nuts" we >still are today. Second car was a 1949 Ford, but >that's another story for another day.

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