Team_Sprite
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I wanted to relate a nice story for the New Year, even better, a nice DMV story. The pink that came with the Team Sprite car was out of state, and, therefore, required a VIN inspection before we could register the car. We are 17 miles of winding canyon road (and a patch of dirt road) away from our DMV, so we must either trailer it in, or find a peace officer willing to drive out here to inspect the car. The CHP informed us that there was only one officer qualified and he was on a three-week vacation. This was early December, so we needed to get going on this if we were to have the title by the Jan 19th sale. The Sheriffâs office sent out a very nice young man who was younger than the car by at least 20 years, and we went over the form, line by line, together. The next morning I presented myself, with form, to the DMV. I also asked if there was any possibility of changing the 1959-year on the pink to âyear soldâ and registering the car as a 1958, the year it was made. Due to a rabid flu, there were only two people staffing the entire DMV office that day, and this request was met with a look more appropriate to a suggestion that she transfer the title of the police car in front into my name in exchange for a box of Chicklets. She took my paperwork and money and I left, not looking at the temporary title until I got home. Dumb and careless. The VIN was missing a letter, and it was after five oâclock. Nine the next morning finds me sitting at the managerâs window pleading my case, only to be told that our paperwork was already in a government sealed mail pouch. I would need to wait till the new pink came, then get another VIN inspection and resubmit the whole thing. Realizing that I was probably the only person he would encounter that day telling the truth (perhaps the only person in his whole career) I took out a few photos and the newspaper article about the project and began pleading our case. He never got past the photos. âIt looks like itâs smiling at me.â âIt isâ I replied. He poured over the five photos (the ones taken for the auction catalogue) then excused himself. He returned with the sealed mailbag, broke the seal, rummaged around for a few minutes (I was holding my breath) until he found our paperwork. I ventured my âchange the year of manufactureâ question, timidly producing Horlerâs book to show dates and VIN numbers, and explaining that it was important because 1958 was the first Sprite year, it would sure be nice if it was registered as a 1958. He removed all traces of the car from DMV records and re-entered the new information. In ten days I had a new pink with the car listed as a 1958 sold in 1959. As I have said again and again, this little red car brings out the best in everyone it touches.
Brian & the girls
https://www.teamsprite.com
Brian & the girls
https://www.teamsprite.com