It never seems to take me long to find a classic to buy. Though much of the time I'm not looking, they find me!
My last car purchase, a '80 rubber bumper MGB, was sitting in the street in front of a friend's house. I asked him what was the story with the MG. He said it was his sister's car, it had been in storage for years but she was having a kid and didn't need the car or the storage fee. She wanted $1500 for it. I said,"Tell her I'll give her a thousand." He called her, then hollered to me from the house, "She says OK!"
I drove it home.
I used to have a London taxi that had belonged to my boss. The motor had spun a bearing, and it was sitting with the engine in pieces in the passenger compartment, the local diesel truck repair shop couldn't get parts for it. The shop needed space and they told my boss to come and get it. My boss knew I was an English car nut. He came to me and said that if I got it out of the mechanics shop by the weekend, I could have it. I had it towed home, wrote to the address on the firewall plaque about the parts I needed to overhaul the engine. Two months later I had it running.
Dave