
At the very least, most of us would hand-wire-brush all the rust and hit it with primer. We wanted fine-looking, fast cars (when we got our licenses back from having driven like idiot-boys in our ugly, slow cars). Whoever dreamed up the "Old Skool" deal was never there. Oh, and meanwhile, the dirt track jalopy racers weren't going to spend much money on body and paint and then go out and bang fenders with their pals at SeaTac Speedway, so if you see the old black-and-white photos of them "from back in the day," that's why they don't look like Big Daddy Roth's show cars either. Actual "Old Skool" when I was entering high school meant the one guy who had turned sixteen and had got a car picking up a few other guys for a ride, and each of the others chipping in enough money to help the car owner get some gas (which was only about 20 cents a gallon). We did NOT want cruddy-looking cars, and planned to get them cherried-out at some point, but meanwhile we had to drive them as they were, because they were all we had. Whitney catalog and lusting after three-quarter-grind cams and chrome-plated differential covers. while we were poring over the latest J.C. Our cars were rusty and shabby NOT, repeat NOT, as any kind of style or attitude, but because we were high school boys who had bought our cars for twenty or twenty-five bucks, were LEARNING auto mechanics and auto-body as we got them to run and even stop, and our entry-level part-time jobs barely covered gas-money and maybe blue-dot taillights. I grew up in the Fifties and early Sixties. A turquoise, mebbe).Īre you really going to "slam" a working shop-truck, Chantz?Īs for the HAMB, my two cents is that most of the guys who are into the "Old Skool" rat rods are too young to know anything about it. Well, different strokes for different folks, but I'm with Baron, those little old pickups can look so purty when they're all shiny (me, I'd go with some solid factory color that's easy to spot-repair as needed.
