It’s a 1962 model, light green, 55,000 miles, and in great shape. I have a feeling we won’t drive it to California, and we will have to relearn what was once called “standard shift,” but we can drive it in Halloween parades or to Weissport for ice cream. It doesn’t have seat belts or a radio or a port to charge a cell phone, but it does run and it has air conditioning. (You roll down the window.) It also will have an antique license plate. It arrives on Thursday.
I am not a car guy, but the whole thing is interesting. We can practice shifting gears in one our fields.