Goddess for sale
The terrible moment of reckoning has arrived, in which I have to confront the fact that car ownership and Manhattan residence are largely incompatible, at least at our level of income. We just can’t afford the parking, the insurance, and above all the guilty certainty that we’re not driving the car as much as we should.
The metallic blue paint job is new (2005), as are all components and hydraulic and mechanical fittings. There are some minor issues you should know about. The emergency-brake handle has broken and will need replacement; the glue on the new ceiling liner has weakened, resulting in the liner’s having fallen in two places toward the rear of the cabin. Otherwise, a full inventory of parts and interventions involved in the restoration (by South San Francisco’s legendary Peter Koine) is available to those making serious inquiries.
The car has been kept in New Jersey for the last year, but prior to that spent its entire existence in Northern California. All body work is sound and rust-free. This car has been fully rebuilt mechanically and runs amazingly smoothly.
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