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I was driving back to work on this fine spring day and took a detour through the old neighborhood where I used to live which always has seemed to attract weird and wonderful cars. This may be why I grew up the way I did.
Anyway, drive by Butch's house, Butch at one time worked for the BL dealer in town and keeps a stable of interesting cars, I see his white Austin Healey 3000 and an old T series MG. I knew he had the 3000, hadn't seen the MG before.
I drive by, half a block and the siren song of rare old British cars pulls me back like some invisible but irresistable force.
So I get out, admire the car in the driveway, and hear sounds of construction, Butch is home building his new 4 stall detached garage. I look at the car some more, big 19" inch wire wheels say MG TC, but the antique license plate says 1939. Maybe not a TC, which was the post WWII MG.
So I figure I better say hey, ask him about the car, "would you like to take a closer look?" "Sure" Turns out it is a T series, but not a TC, its a '39 MG TB (which is basically the same as a TC but a little narrower).
We talk some more, I say I should let him go back to work and he says "You want to go for a quick ride around the block"
OK, its 73 degrees out, the sun is shining, I am self employed and well...what would you say?
Wow, what a blast, the car is right hand drive, I think they all were, the sound and acceleration of the car feel a lot like a Spridget, but the view down the long hood, the old dash and guages, the low cut doors, and the hard ride and very direct steering have a wonderful feel all their own.
I could imagine how people felt stepping out of their contemproary American cars into this little firecracker.
The moral of the story is that T series MG goes from the long list of cars I would like to own to the short list.
I highly recommend a ride in one should you ever get the chance.
Anyway, drive by Butch's house, Butch at one time worked for the BL dealer in town and keeps a stable of interesting cars, I see his white Austin Healey 3000 and an old T series MG. I knew he had the 3000, hadn't seen the MG before.
I drive by, half a block and the siren song of rare old British cars pulls me back like some invisible but irresistable force.
So I get out, admire the car in the driveway, and hear sounds of construction, Butch is home building his new 4 stall detached garage. I look at the car some more, big 19" inch wire wheels say MG TC, but the antique license plate says 1939. Maybe not a TC, which was the post WWII MG.
So I figure I better say hey, ask him about the car, "would you like to take a closer look?" "Sure" Turns out it is a T series, but not a TC, its a '39 MG TB (which is basically the same as a TC but a little narrower).
We talk some more, I say I should let him go back to work and he says "You want to go for a quick ride around the block"
OK, its 73 degrees out, the sun is shining, I am self employed and well...what would you say?
Wow, what a blast, the car is right hand drive, I think they all were, the sound and acceleration of the car feel a lot like a Spridget, but the view down the long hood, the old dash and guages, the low cut doors, and the hard ride and very direct steering have a wonderful feel all their own.
I could imagine how people felt stepping out of their contemproary American cars into this little firecracker.
The moral of the story is that T series MG goes from the long list of cars I would like to own to the short list.
I highly recommend a ride in one should you ever get the chance.
