I did a thing involving an iconic car

An offer i made languished away.  On a very cold Cleveland evening - the very evening our own Mazdeuce left for tejas giving love a chance with his newfound Miata - I went to look at something.  Something that I never thought I would ever have the chance to get my hands on.  Something made of unobtanium unless you have a 5 figure bank account or are willing to spend half that on one you can see through.  Something so rare they only made 1.5 million of them in this particular year.  

So, freezing, I made my offer and walked away.  Days passed and I got less optimistic.  No “nope.”  No “here’s our counter offer.”  Nothing.  I figured he was pissed at me or was shopping my offer around.  Weeks passed, I threw the money I had set aside for it at my credit card bill because I had given up hope.  I even just forgot completely about it in a vain attempt to not have another “the time this one got away” story for my grandkids when I’m an old gearhead teaching another generation how we used to put oils in our cars that were made from decomposed dinosaurs.  

Out of the blue yesterday I got a text.  Brittany, a very good friend, was facilitating the sale because the car belongs to her father, who’s moved to assisted living.  Because of the last comment, it was the first opportunity she had to get him to the house to evaluate my position on the car and get him to make a decision.  A counter offer was received, and with the help of svrex buying an engine and transmission from me for his el camino, the rest of the funding was secured.  

So I did a thing, and I shall leave you in limbo until Wednesday evening when i go to start picking up the extras.  As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.  

Patrick said:

  As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.  

 

And how many words in no picture worth? Waiting to see what you purchased. 

I considered waiting around to see what the answer was when I was there. Probably good that I haven't been camping out on your couch for the last six weeks. Very glad about the answer though. I'm excited for you. 

Congrats on the Mustang.

Is it this Triumph TR3 on my Craig's? 

https://sandusky.craigslist.org/cto/d/1961-tr3-restore/6768650954.html

I have joined in the suspense. 

John Welsh said:

Is it this Triumph TR3 on my Craig's? 

https://sandusky.craigslist.org/cto/d/1961-tr3-restore/6768650954.html

He said: "....so rare they only made 1.5 million of them in this particular year"

I don't think there were 1.5 million TR3's made in total.

-Rob

Ford Model A?

Chevrolet Aveo with factory pinstriping?

I know the answer....

1.5 million a year puts it in rarified territory. Not even the Beetle had numbers like that. My guess:

Although maybe not that body style...

In reply to Dusterbd13-michael :

As do I ... and it's not a Miata 

Pinto?

I think it needs a jag v12 with itbs and megasquirt running it.

I think I know the answer too.

Patrick said:

An offer i made languished away.  On a very cold Cleveland evening - the very evening our own Mazdeuce left for tejas giving love a chance with his newfound Miata - I went to look at something.  Something that I never thought I would ever have the chance to get my hands on.  Something made of unobtanium unless you have a 5 figure bank account or are willing to spend half that on one you can see through.  Something so rare they only made 1.5 million of them in this particular year.  

So, freezing, I made my offer and walked away.  Days passed and I got less optimistic.  No “nope.”  No “here’s our counter offer.”  Nothing.  I figured he was pissed at me or was shopping my offer around.  Weeks passed, I threw the money I had set aside for it at my credit card bill because I had given up hope.  I even just forgot completely about it in a vain attempt to not have another “the time this one got away” story for my grandkids when I’m an old gearhead teaching another generation how we used to put oils in our cars that were made from decomposed dinosaurs.  

Out of the blue yesterday I got a text.  Brittany, a very good friend, was facilitating the sale because the car belongs to her father, who’s moved to assisted living.  Because of the last comment, it was the first opportunity she had to get him to the house to evaluate my position on the car and get him to make a decision.  A counter offer was received, and with the help of svrex buying an engine and transmission from me for his el camino, the rest of the funding was secured.  

So I did a thing, and I shall leave you in limbo until Wednesday evening when i go to start picking up the extras.  As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.  

 

So does that mean we should expect 675 more words from you before we can effect an exchange for a photo?*

*Depending on how you count "El Camino"

I took 1.5 million to be a figurative number not a literal number. 

Being iconic and knowing Pat I will then guess a Gen1 Camaro or '55-57 Chevy 2 door. 

Toyota Camry.

So not cool... but I guess it's like that present under the tree,  so...

John Welsh said:

...a figurative number not a literal number. 

 

While that may be the case, I'm holding out for my words.

It's a Honda Cub. They made over 50 million of them.

Cooter said:

John Welsh said:

...a figurative number not a literal number. 

 

While that may be the case, I'm holding out for my words.

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how many more you want?

Corolla?

Small block chevrolet?

In reply to Patrick :

You now have a surplus of 55 words, that you may forward towards your next photo tease.