The summer between my freshman and sophmore year in high school I worked at my step-dads concrete company to earn enough money to buy my first car. I can’t remember how much I saved but with the money and a motorcycle for a trade I bought a 1951 Ford Custom ( two-door) Victoria car.It had a white top and black on the bottom.It had custom spot lights on each side.It had a flathead V-8 and an automatic transmission. It was a slick car and I loved it while I had it. I wish I had it now all restored. I’m sixty-nine years old now so I doubt I’ll ever find one to own again. But it’s fun to dream about owning a classic.