The kid at Auto Zombies didn't know how to find the correct muffler bearings for my Hawk. In fact, he couldn't even spell "Studebaker", his German car parts catalog didn't show it. He tried to sell me a CAT, I don't even like CATS.... Now what?
Many years ago when I worked in an auto center, one of the guys there would call competitors and ask for a "dooviator valve" for a 1970 Corvair.
Poet...Mystic...Soldier of Fortune. As always...self-absorbed, adversarial, cocky and in general a malcontent.
Money may not buy happiness, but it's more comfortable to cry in a Mercedes than on a bicycle.
Those are hilarious!
Clark in San Diego
'63 Standard (F2) "Barney"