Dad bought a used Lark VI around 1969 for a work car. He only paid a few hundred bucks for it. We got backed into by a car salesman at the local Ford dealership and cratered the drivers door. Dad found a door from the junkyard and changed it out. He probably made 150 bucks on the deal and he didn’t care about the paint not matching. A few months later a guy driving a pickup without a bed lost control and hit it head on parked in front of the house and the insurance totaled it out. He got twice what he paid for it. Took that plus some and bought a new 70 Chevy pickup.
Step brother had a 57 two door president that I drooled over but he didn’t keep it long.
