This brings me back to my childhood. Growing up, a neighbor family about 3 houses down lived couple grease monkeys. Lars and Glen Gustufsson, (no lie, I couldn't couldn't invent a more Nordic name). They towered over 6 feet in stature.
They would buy cars at auction and fix them up and flip them. Doing the mechanical work, body work and painting all in their garage. I remember them doing a Mustang, Chevelle, Firebird (Smokey and the Bandit), Duster, Camaro... among others. Also in the neighborhood was a guy, Carl, that made a living on rebuilding carburetors.
If anyone in the neighborhood that had car problems... just call the Gustufssons and/or Carl. Pay for the parts and a case of beer for labor.
It was fun growing up with some grease monkeys as neghibors.
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