If a car could be considered the savior of its maker, then the Rolls Royce 20/25 is it. Like many other companies after WWI, Rolls was struggling to return to its primary purpose – making luxury automobiles – after a long stint building the Eagle engine for fighter aircraft. Starting in 1922, it made the Rolls Royce Twenty to appeal to owner/drivers, rather than chauffeured customers, but an improving economy meant that owners were lading their Twentys with ever heavier custom bodies. Performance was suffering. The company bored out the engine’s 3.1 liters to 3.7, giving it another few horsepower, specifically 25 as measured by the Royal Automobile Club’s bore-and-stroke tax formula. In reality, output measured 70 hp, not enough to make this “small” Rolls particularly fast, but better than the Twenty. The new car was introduced in 1929 and christened the 20/25. Sales were brisk, helping Rolls weather the Great Depression that enveloped the world just months later. Here on facebook Marketplace is one of these luxurious creatures – a 1934 Rolls Royce 20/25 saloon, with an asking price of $45,000. This car was imported to the US in 1966 and has been owned by one person since then. The car is located in Boise, Idaho, and we have Steve Hudson to thank for sending this tip our way.
Rolls-Royce can be proud of its engine technology. It has made engines for countless airplanes – where reliability is a matter of life and death. This motor is a 3.7-liter in-line six-cylinder capable of loping along at 50 mph without breaking a sweat. Top speed is about 76 mph. The gearbox is a four-speed manual with synchros on third and fourth. In 1932, the manually operated radiator shutters became thermostatically controlled; other improvements included an electric fuel gauge, Bijur centralized chassis lubrication, and improved suspension. More than 3800 20/25s were sold, so finding parts is at least possible.
The interior will remind you this is a luxury car, with burl-wood door caps and instrument panel, and velour upholstery. Not only is this car right-hand drive, but you will find the gear shift on the right side as well. Rolls tried a central gear shift in the Twenty but was informed by its clientele that the arrangement was “cheap”. The headliner is perfect. This car was driven and maintained regularly until a few years ago when its person took ill; we don’t know its present running condition.
The 20/25 was a coach-built car, with customers choosing bodies from Park Ward, Mulliner, Barker, Gurney Nutting, and many others. This car was bodied by William Arnold of Manchester, who operated mainly from 1910 through the 1930s. As with any Rolls, the new owner will find the workmanship impeccable and the details magnificent. Unfortunately for the seller, 20/25s are not difficult to find, as the pre-war contingent continues to lose favor in the market. Here is a beautiful example that failed to meet a low estimate of £50,000 at Goodwood; here is another that failed to sell at half that. Yes, our subject car is in the US already, but that fact does not deserve a big premium in my opinion. What do you think?
Neat machine but the right hand drive is not for me.This would basically be a car show or Sunday morning driver car as everyone at least where I live drive like maniacs 7 days a week. Wouldn’t mind a ride in it to see how it drives.I like the lines of it.Very elegant.glwts.
Oh wow, I was just going to buy an identical one a few weeks ago, it was only $2500. It still had the old black England license plate on it. I was looking for a history on it, and contacted Rolls Royce with the VIN and also England’s Motor vehicle office with the plate number. Both offices still had historical, ownership, and production information on the car from that long ago. That in itself was pretty amazing.
Very cool, that the factory has historical info! Thanks for the comment!
Unfortunately, “the factory” does not have any resources about these vehicles any longer – they donated all the records to the various clubs, which for a fee, will supply a new owner with old records.
I’m sure that $2500 Rolls Royce would have cost you MANY thousands of dollars before it became a roadworthy motor car!
I have reference books on my desk with all that information – I doubt the factory even cares about these old cars anymore – one goes to the RREC for copies of records on these cars.
As Maggy said, a Sunday driver/car show machine. That said, for an 89 year old car to be as good as this appears says something of its owner but also of the workmanship that went into its initial build. A time where they worked for a paycheck, yes but the pride of doing an outstanding job was as important to the one working on it bringing with it the quiet voice inside telling them “this is a labor of prestige”.
You don’t see that anymore for a multitude of fiscal arguments, all the better reason to have a beautiful example of what can be accomplished when there’s personal satisfaction in the outcome of the job.
Y’know, as in the examples of the cars/bikes/trucks et al we see from our BF readers and writers!
GLWTS
I had the much larger Phantom II, which was also a ‘34. It was beautifully restored and had wonderful documented Royal history. Everyone loved it, but the actual buyer pool is tiny and shrinking every day. These old Rollers are very tough cars to sell, especially a junior series like this one.
Michelle, as usual a very thorough and well written history of the particular RR on offer here.
Just one nit to pick. Where did you get the 70 “actual” HP figure. Rolls Royce was well know back in the day for not revealing horsepower numbers other than the one used to calculate the HP tax. Supposedly when anyone such as the motoring press or otherwise inquired, they replied that the HP was “adequate”.
Thanks for the compliment, really appreciate it.
Car & Classic gives an opinion of about 70 hp. See here:
https://www.carandclassic.com/magazine/larkin-around-1934-rolls-royce-20-25-pullman-landaulette/
Cylinder heads are weak on these – new ones are available – but about the same cost of a new base Kia or Hyundai. Body or interior parts? Forget it, make you own. Takeaway on this – only buy a thoroughly checked one and then be prepared as eventually it may bite your wallet hard!
Cylinder heads are weak on these – new ones are available – but about the same cost of a new base Kia or Hyundai. Body or interior parts? Forget it, make you own. Takeaway on this – only buy a thoroughly checked one and then be prepared as eventually it may bite your wallet hard!
Note to anyone working on a 20/25;
I have an original cylinder head for a 20/25, It’s been thoroughly checked by a well-known automobile machine shop that specializes in restoring/racing cars. The bare head is ready for installing new valves.
Also have a complete cylinder block assembly that has been checked over by the same machine shop, checked for cylinder taper and for cracks – it has no cracks, & taper is well within specs.
And might add that I have a 20hp cylinder head that needs crack repair, as well as a rebuilt 20/25 brass water pump assembly.
My father, who always was affluent, and came from an affluent family, always wanted a Rolls Royce. But he was not quite THAT affluent. In the 1920s, 1930s, 1940s, and into the 1950s, he drove Packards — had some grand ones in the early 1930s. His last one, a 1951 Mayfair convertable, did not please him as much as the earlier Packards — he felt that it might as well be a mere Buick or Oldsmobile — not a real Packard, back when Packard was a truly high-end (only), royal coach-built luxury means of motoring and travel. He had one Peerless and one Pierce-Arrow, also. My own history has been entirely otherwise, as I am Autistic (no-one realised that early in my life), and regarded as a shame to my family for being (shall we say) very odd: I was on the outside of humanity and on the outs, economically — bitter for many years over how I was treated by my parents, by my siblings, by teachers and schools and fellow school-mates, as well as out in the world by adults in the community. But all of that transformed when I was diagnosed as Autistic and could study into what that meant on why I never had friends and could not get on with people. Once I had that information on myself and could learn how neuro-typical [non-Autistic] humans perceived me, and why, I needed to forgive them all for something they could not help, and forgive myself also for being such an interactional klutz and having no intuition. When I bore bitterness, it only ate at me from inside — it did no harm to anyone rlse. Once I could forgive, then I was LIBERATED! All I can suggest is, if you bare any grudge or ill-will, do yourself a wonderful service and forgive the person or persons who have harmed your life. Forgive yourself for the mistakes you have made. Don’t carry that weight of anguish and hurt — there’s a good chance that those who did you wrong never meant to be evil and have their own story to tell. We all are stumbling through this life as best we can. That never means that we EXCUSE wrong-doing (especially our own!), but forgiveness allows healing and peace of heart. Just a thought from a highly elderly no-count sinner.
thank you for your comment, very uplifting for me and i hope to others. please have a great thanksgiving and holiday season, mike reading
As a frequent BF reader for the past several months I have to say that this is the best commentary by far that I have ever read on Barn Finds. Made me examine (briefly) my own life of 66 years. That said, if I was going to drive an old restored original spec or original car, it would be something along the lines of a model A Ford. Sure it’s not in the same “class” as an old RR like this BF, but I know that it.would be just as satisfying. But that’s just me. Release the slings and arrows!
The Model A Ford is where I went. We have a ’31, and it is a splendid, simple time machine. They are not expensive, and working on one will grant you satisfaction. The Model A is the best ‘walk in the shoes’ of automotive authenticity that I have experienced over my own 65 years. Do not wait. Find one.
Michelle,
I ran a restoration shop for over 30 years, and have collected, bought, and sold well over 1,500 cars in the past 55 years. You are 100% correct about owning a Ford A car. They are really the perfect “entry car” to begin one’s journey into the world of old cars.
Unlike the Model T, the “A” is easy to drive, with it’s standardized pedals and controls. Because so many A’s were manufactured, almost everything is available, either as new-old-stock [NOS], reproduction, rebuilt, or used. And when I say everything, that’s not just about the spare parts. It includes plenty of written material, from 1929 to today. Ford “A” clubs are everywhere in the world, and with the clubs comes an incredible hoard of advice and information.
Plus, the “A” is simple to repair and restore, so simple that when one makes a mistake in a repair or restoration job, it’s likely an easy fix. Today I still advise someone who is new to the old car hobby and wants a car to restore or work on, and is eager to learn, to start off with a simple car, especially an “A”. Then as they discover what kinds of cars interest them, they have some knowledge of how to spot the right car.
I’ve seen way too many owners of rare and complicated cars, who after they realize what they bought was beyond their technical abilities, either give up on old cars completely, or end up paying someone else to perform the repairs.
Harrison Reed,
Like you, I am Autistic, as is my girlfriend. Growing up in the 1950s & 60s, I always knew I was ‘different’, and that difference provided me with a constant stream of challenges in life. About 10 years ago we welcomed into our life a new adult family member who also has Autism, someone who was shunned by her own family as they had no idea how to help [except to keep trying to pray it away].
Once I realized what it was that made me different, my life began changing for the better. I started 3 businesses, all centered around my interest in old cars. With a lot of hard work, I made a decent living, to the point I was able to purchase many [and I do mean MANY] antique cars, including both Packard & Rolls-Royce motorcars, as well as various obscure makes of cars like DKW and Tatra. While I sold off most of the cars years ago, I still have 2 Packards and my Tatra.
Great looking car a joy to see in its original condition in this day and age, I only wish I could afford to own such a dream car. We’ll looked after, presented what more can anyone ask for.
I’ve owned a number of pre-war Rolls-Royces and Bentleys – the image is much greater than the reality – very little room for the driver, the gear shift knob is always where my knee wants to be when in 4th gear, that makes long drives uncomfortable, placement of hand brake and shifter makes getting in and out awkward at best. No real heating or ventilation, rain water leaks everywhere, steering is heavy. Overall, about the same as driving a 1949 GMC pickup truck.
Chinga,
What – no mention of the unique smell of a British coachbuilt luxury car? You know that smell, it’s the same as found on a 20/25 or a Cloud. That pervasive smell of slow organic rot from the leather seats, the wool carpets, and the lovely walnut trim pieces.
As for this specific vehicle, when was the last time you saw a pair of 1934 Rolls-Royce front wings that went all the way down to the front bumper, with the lower section of the grill shell covered up, including the crank hole? R-R would never have approved the sketches for that front treatment. This car has a body by a lesser quality coachbuilder [Arnold], and I suspect that if the chassis card was consulted, it might show a different body & coachbuilder, indicating it was rebodied a few years later.
And for anyone interested in this car, please note that the entire interior has been replaced not by the correct leather, but by 100% synthetic modern car upholstery.
About 1980 I purchased a 1933 20 25. Excellent original condition and run like a clock. Not real stable at high way speeds but very smooth. The body of the 33 looked a little more like a Ford model A. Mine did not come with bumpers which were an ad on item since it was an entry level car. I later traded it for a Mercedes 600 SWB.
To Mike Reading and others: thank you for your kind words! When I started writing about my father, I had no idea that I was going to “go there” about forgiveness — it just came out. My father never forgave me for being “weird” and an utter shame to his family name. As he lay dying of cancer, he despised me and did not want me around. He burned every childhood photograph of me, and all of the drawings I had made which others had saved. My father was a fine man — but he did not live long enough to learn that I was Autistic. He knew only that I had a brilliant mind and was not applying it as he would have; thus he could not have suspected an underlying mental handicap, and mistook my oddities for evidence of malice — not his fault. He was of another age and would be way up in his hundreds now, and the oldest man alive, were he still here. Nearly all of my own contemporaries have left this life. I play my 1940s 78s, and no one else remembers. But I still enjoy and am grateful to be here this far on in years. Autism is a gift, and I would not have it any other way, despite the things I suffered — perhaps even because of them. I am grateful that children nowadays are diagnosed and get treatment to cope through the social and intuitional severe deficits — thankful also that Autism is recognised now, and other children can find acceptance within that framework, even as my generation accepted children crippled by polio — an all-too-common situation in the 1940s and 1950s. Happy Thanksgiving to all of you! — much to be thankful for!
Too often the biggest issue we face is we don’t know what we don’t know.
You have the tremendous advantage to now know and it speaks volumes of your character in being a mentor to those who don’t know or understand.
God Bless, Mr. Reed, for your personal courage to openly talk and educate others.
Kurt
My son is somewhat aloof, in his own world not really into my cars even though we use many old things daily. He has a schoolmate that is autistic. He asked me last year and I told him that he is likely very intelligent but runs on a different platform. I said like you he like consistency and simple things will seem off beat. Interact, learn and show each other different things. Bottom line they are the best of friends both aloof, do extremely well in school and my son is quick to quell a bully. Unlike years back video games, ” love them or hate them, are a bridge to communications between some considered aloof, weird or off beat.Happy Thanksgiving..
Chris Cornetto,
Kudos to you and your son for standing up for his friend. Some of the most interesting people I’ve ever known were on the Autism scale. I like your comment about “runs on a different platform”. Quite appropriate.
I did a clutch replacement on one of these for a customer years ago. I’ve never seen so many bellhouseing bolts on one vehicle in my life ! And hundreds of needle bearings from the universal joints!
It was a cool old car though with advanced ( bizarre) features for a vehicle of that vintage
If all that flummoxed you was the bellhousing bolts, congratulations. Usually it’s the brakeservo and assorted linkages, rods, shafts etc. Sometimes even the exhaust system has to come off.
When people ask me what makes Rolls-Royces so different, one of the many examples I give is it’s hardware. Not only are most of the bolts fine thread, but they do use far more fasteners than other makes. Here is my take on the subject on securing the rear axle cover to the rear axle;
Henry Ford might use 1 bolt, with the other side of the cover secured with a flange & slot system & thick gasket.
Chevrolet might use 2 bolts & gasket.
Cadillac might use 4 bolts & a gasket.
Packard might use 6 bolts & thin gasket.
Duesenberg might use 10 bolts & a wax paper gasket.
Rolls-Royce would use 32 bolts, and machine the 2 surfaces so no gasket was needed.
Dear Nevadahalfrack: Thank yoy for your kind words! I believe that we all experience the things we do and need to for a reason. And the lessons we learn are more to help others than to help ourselves. For all of the mistakes we make; yet we see how the positive fund of human knowledge and capabilities continues to grow exponentially. Sadly, because we are conceived in sin, so does our sophistication for evil. None of us is perfect — but if we strive toward the best, then good results come of that, even if we do not live to see them. I rejoice for the progress on Autism made in recent years, and particularly for the understanding that we Autists are also human and not simply “freaks”. Earlier generations were forced by hardships to conform for united strength — and so those who did not conform engendered rage and rejection. They had little time then for the luxury of “understanding”. Later generations have lost much of their strength and determination, but have gsined much in compassion and personal reflexion. We’ll never get it right — but we keep working toward it, and that is a good thing. God will resolve all of it in due time, when the Kingdom is established and all is reconciled to Him in righteousness. We give thanks!
To Chris Cornetto: thank you for the information about your son’s friend, and for your encouragement that your son look into interesting things about him. In early years, our family lived in Scarsdale, New York, which is not that far from The Bronx. In fact, as small as Scarsdale is, the accent is different at its northern and southern ends: northern Scarsdale sounds like White Plains, and southern Scarsdale sounds like The Bronx (or, at least that was so in the 1940s). You mentioned bullying: I was bullied a LOT, beaten repeatedly and abused — and too often teachers sided with the bullies, as did my parents. “You’re your own worst enemy”, I heard again and again; but when I asked, “What am I doing WRONG?”, that enquiry of desperation was met with, “If you don’t know, I can’t help you”. But one year, an Italian-descent family from Queens moved in, and their son was in my class. He was muscular and street-tough, and initially, being very small for my age and meek by both temperament and learned fear of my father, I was terrified of him. If you ever have heard Dan Bongino on the radio, that is exactly how he sounded and the attitute which he presented. He had neither time nor patience for nonsense — he simply “wasn’t havin’ it”. Well, he also had no tolerance for bullies, and he was bigger and stonger than they were. And he championed me against them; he seemed to enjoy doing so. I didn’t deserve his friendship, but I was most grateful for it! The following year, polio took him from us, which too often happened back then. But I have been grateful to him for nearly 80 years — and every time I hear Dan Bongino, this wonderful boy comes back to me.
To Bill McCoskey: Thank you so much for your encouragement! I always knew that I was “different” also, and didn’t know why. But because I was abused for it, I tended sometimes to “glory” in it (which did me no favours!). All of my intelligence and “high I.Q.” could not cause me to succeed in dealing with people (don’t know how Temple Grandin figured that hidden social curriculum out!) I would love to succeed as you have done, but don’t know how to proceed. I am very poor, and I have not figured how to market the skills that I do have. For example, at age four, I tought myself how to repair records. My father had one which he had bought in 1928, but which had one locked groove. And whenever he played it, he would suddenly lurch up from his seat at a certain point, to nudge the tonearm into playing through that spot without repeating. When he was not home, I took that record out and looked at it carefully, and I figured out what was making it stick. I then invented a way to correct that damage. Then I put the record back into his cabinet. The next time that he played it, he jumped from his chair as usual, only to have it play successfullly through that spot. “I’ll be DAMNED!”, he exclaimed: “Wonder how THAT happened?” He played it again, and it played successfully a SECOND time. And it played properly ever after that. Terrified of his easily-invoked wrath, I said nothing. By the time I was a teen, I had a reputation for fixing damaged records — not just repeated or skipped grooves, but also the removal of “click”s, “tick”s, and “pop”s. One day, my father said, “Where did you learn how to DO that?” And that’s when I finally “fessed-up” about having repaired his 1928 treasure as a pre-schooler, and how the success of that little venture had encouraged me to hone that skill and apply it to any number of situations with phonograph records. He admitted that, had he known at the time that I had gone behind his back and tampered with ANY record of his, regardless of the positive result, I would have received the beating of my life! He beat me enough as a toddler and as a child as it was — I knew better than to invite more violence! But to this day, I have no idea how to market this skill profitably. I do it for a couple of friends who have record-collections and buy used records which aren’t “perfect”. But I have been unsuccessful at teaching it (those that try, end up destroying the records they attempt to fix). This is nothing like the clumsy and utterly crude methods you find on YouTube (which freak me out, frankly): what I do actually surgically corrects the problem, one-groove-at-a-time, often taking hours on a single record. My success-rate is close to 100% with sticks and skips, and around 85% with removing little impulse-noises. “This record clicks around 2 o’clock for about the first 16 seconds into the first track on side two — and I notice there’s a little quarter-inch scratch there — can you take care of it?” — and I do. The reason that my success rate on relatively minor damage is only 85% is, these often occur in very quiet grooves that are shallow and tightly together, and there is no full-volume recording to mask any slightly remaining noise. I apologise: I’ve probably bored everyone on the forum to death with this! Boring people is another (inadvertent) talent which I have — I talk too much! My mother used to say, “You wear a subject out, ad nausium!”. Any of you with Asperger Syndrome will get that.
Harrison Reed,
At the age of 11, I discovered an antique Victrola, a model 19 console if I remember right. within a few years my parent’s basement contained more than a dozen wind up players, even a gold plated “Edison experimental” with volume control While most of the player collection was destroyed in a fire, I still have hundreds of non-vinyl 10″ records, mostly jazz and ragtime, with a few comedy records like “Cohen on the telephone”.
I actually took an old Victrola with a ruined spring and mounted a low-powered microscope on the tone arm, allowing it to swing in to any part of the record groove. With the addition of a powerful light, I was able to fix some skips, and had I stayed with it, I could have probably made a business out of it, because like you, I had friends asking me to repair their treasured records. [I chose to focus on old cars by the time I had a driver’s license!]
I know the vintage records collecting disease well, and feel I can perhaps help you with creating a method of turning your abilities into an income stream.
I assume you’ve explored YouTube. I personally know many people who have turned their hobby or skills base into cash. You might want to consider taking an adult education class at a local college on becoming a content creator on YouTube. I know plenty of people who would willingly spend hard-earned cash to either learn how to repair their precious 10″ discs, or pay someone to do it for them.
YouTube is a perfect platform for your knowledge and skills set. Either offer the service, or teach people how to do the repairs, but do so in multiple 10 to 15 minute episodes to build up your viewer base. I know someone who records all his tow truck jobs, and puts them on YouTube. His efforts have allowed him to buy a second and 3rd truck, all from YouTube income!
Bill McCloskey, your piece on bolts and gaskets with various builders of cars is PRICELESS! My first wind-up Victrola came to me from a neighbour looking to discard it when I was five. It was a table-model VV-IX in Mahogany with a 1914 sticker on the bottom, original owner’s instruction book, an Exhibition head reproducer, and about 200 records. It had a matching mahongany rolling cart/record cabinet with huge wheels, a-la street vendors. I took it all apart, cleaned each mechanical piece in gasoline, re-assembled and re-oiled it and used Vaseline to grease the heavy parts (exactky as the sticker inside instructed). I made sure that, when the speed control indicated “78”, its speed was exactly at 78 rpm (I was a stickler for such things even back then). My mother hated it, and whenever I played it, she would scream at me to, “Shut that thing off!” My first day in first grade, I came home from school to find it gone. “I gave that infernal noise-box to the Good Will”, she told me. And each antique clock or other treasure I acquired from the past went that same way: my mother could not stand old things, nor anything “second-hand”. I, too, had a house-fire which cost me nearly all that I owned at the time. The fire was set, but they bever found out who. I still grieve. As to repairing records: most of what I do now are L.P.s and 45s, though I still can do 78s. Thank you for your suggestions on naking a business out of my zbilities. I have no computer, have never operated one, and navigating YouTube on this ‘phone confuses me, rather. I wish I had a way to contact you privately, but for understandable reasons, this site shields personal information. But I hope to continue to hear from you via your posts
Harrison,
My email address is simply my name [with no space between them] at aol.com
To Bill McCoskey: There is a gentleman who comments on some of these cars — using the name of “Boo Radley”. In the film, “To Kill A Mockingbird”, Boo Radley’s character is special to me, not only because he is an undeserved outcast (as I always was), but because I think he is Autistic. What say YOU?
I’m afraid I am not familiar with what that person writes. I’ve seen the name, but cannot remember what they said. Will try to read their comments when I see ’em.
I tend to follow the more unusual & rare vehicles listed here, so there are times I don’t see comments from others who [for example] only comment on Mustangs, Camaros, etc.
Bill, I know what you mean: I comment only when something about a vehicle touches me. I am not “into” “muscle” cars, for one. Most vehicles between 1965 and 1977 tend not to interest me at all — I pass nearly all of them by without stopping to look. I’m sure that some followers of this forum comment almost exclusely on those. Unlike most, I don’t especially like coupes — much prefer sedans. And, with the Panther platform Ford cars of 1979-1991, I particularly dislike the two-door versions on looks alone. The four door models look balanced and quietly luxurious. Only certain earlier cars intrigue me — and those tend to be the ones which I stop to see, whether or not I leave a comment.😊
Good writeup Michelle. I have a 1936 25/30 by Freestone & Webb, the model that followed this, and can add a couple of thoughts. When you bought these cars you ordered it from the body maker and they bought the Rolls works to go under it. My background before the Rolls was on the typical MG & Jaguars, working on a Rolls is like a car from another planet. Easy & nice to drive though if a bit heavy on steering for around town. Parts until recently were no problem as Fiennes Restorations in the UK had everything and had heavy parts made, but sadly they seem to have folded earlier this year and I don’t know of a successor. There is an excellent used parts supplier in Greenville SC though. My only warning is the wiring, since every car was unique there is no such thing as a harness, every wire is individually run. Great cars for weekend driving though.
Ian Grant,
You are so correct with the wiring issues. On quite a few coachbuilt British cars, the entire wiring harness is made op of ALL BLACK colored cloth covered wires. Each wire was then labeled at both ends with small numbered metal bands, similar to what was used to band bird’s legs. Fortunately this system ended after WW2, and the pre-war cars generally have simple harnesses.
I restored a 1935 Rover 12 with a Tickford drophead body, and every wire was black. re-creating a replacement harness was a royal pain!
Hi Ian. Found this after searching for dad’s old car. Glad to see you still have it. And the handbook I sent. Cheers!
‘off comments’ are right on, glad no bullies appeared, thank U management for letting it run (now you know Y I write like I do).
My fav nero-divergent is John Elder Robinson (brother Augusten Buroughs is a bit known as author) currently a (among so many other things, we do it all) fine manager/owner/ /mechanic I’ve posted about here B4.
https://www.robisonservice.com
Read 1 blog entry: ‘authenticating one of a kind car’, pretty neat!
(put the @ AOL “behind my name” too)~
to chrisful: would you PLEASE SPELL OUT your words? I am up in years, and Internet short-hard is a foreign language to me. Thank you, please, for considering this in your posts.