I was driving out of town yesterday when I came across a 1974 Midget parked on the side of the road with a for sale sign on it. It was glistening in the sun and picture perfect. I keep no secret that my favorite years for Midgets are 72-73-74. I still had 350 miles to go on my trip but thought 5 minutes to look wouldnt slow me up. The doors were unlocked. I got in, gave it a good sniff, felt of the dash top, dash instruments, tranny tunnel, seats, hood frame, steering wheel and shifter, and then accidently (?)....pulled on the bonnet release...
This little beauty was 30,000 miles of very good original interior, no tears in vinyl, no worn spots on carpeting, uncracked dash, doors, bonnet and boot lid properly aligned, no bubbles on sills, no visible rust to undercarraige, good play from the Lever shocks, good stance on coil and leaf springs, wheels apparently refinished by compitant hands, no laxity on wheel shake, not too old stainless exhaust, replaced gas tank, a recent careful experienced respray, very good original chrome, very decent front end, very clean boot, (it too was unlocked and just came open [?]), no tell tale trail of oil spray engine compartment or under side, and a thouroughly unmolested complete original engine bay. It looked like you would expect from a 30,000 mile well cared for vehicle. Since I am currently occupied with my ongoing rebuild project, the last thing I need is a distraction. But this Midge just, just.....well it just called me over from 55 MPH to say hello. I'm a little ashamed to say that instead of doing the right thing of getting back into my car and speeding off down the road to the nearest store for a chocolate bar, I got out my cell phone and called the owner. He seemed like a nice guy, expressed some sense of urgency in a need to sell, had already received 8 calls from interested (tire kicking) parties, told me about a 74 on Craigs list that was for sale for $10,000.00, and dropped his asking price to a 'near' selling point when he found out I've had the MG affliction for 15 years and told him the guy on Craigs list wasnt going to realize a sale.
Well, I returned from my trip today. The Midge was still there. I got out again. Looked it over again..(it hadnt changed!). The owners phone number is in my pocket. I start thinking of remaining expenses on my current rebuild, being over budget, winter storage issues, the logistical issues of having two, the emotional issues of letting this slip away, the practical issues of which one would I drive, and when, and how do you choose. When I got home I even went straight to the garage to see if being in the presence of my rebuild would quiet this urge.......it didnt.
There now is my dilemma.....do I call this guy tomorrow for a test drive and negotiations? Or, do I continue to wait, and hope that a BCF regular will see it and buy it first and releive me of this obcessiveness? He just might lower his price to the 'buy' point.
In the mean time; breath in slowly......exhale......
This little beauty was 30,000 miles of very good original interior, no tears in vinyl, no worn spots on carpeting, uncracked dash, doors, bonnet and boot lid properly aligned, no bubbles on sills, no visible rust to undercarraige, good play from the Lever shocks, good stance on coil and leaf springs, wheels apparently refinished by compitant hands, no laxity on wheel shake, not too old stainless exhaust, replaced gas tank, a recent careful experienced respray, very good original chrome, very decent front end, very clean boot, (it too was unlocked and just came open [?]), no tell tale trail of oil spray engine compartment or under side, and a thouroughly unmolested complete original engine bay. It looked like you would expect from a 30,000 mile well cared for vehicle. Since I am currently occupied with my ongoing rebuild project, the last thing I need is a distraction. But this Midge just, just.....well it just called me over from 55 MPH to say hello. I'm a little ashamed to say that instead of doing the right thing of getting back into my car and speeding off down the road to the nearest store for a chocolate bar, I got out my cell phone and called the owner. He seemed like a nice guy, expressed some sense of urgency in a need to sell, had already received 8 calls from interested (tire kicking) parties, told me about a 74 on Craigs list that was for sale for $10,000.00, and dropped his asking price to a 'near' selling point when he found out I've had the MG affliction for 15 years and told him the guy on Craigs list wasnt going to realize a sale.
Well, I returned from my trip today. The Midge was still there. I got out again. Looked it over again..(it hadnt changed!). The owners phone number is in my pocket. I start thinking of remaining expenses on my current rebuild, being over budget, winter storage issues, the logistical issues of having two, the emotional issues of letting this slip away, the practical issues of which one would I drive, and when, and how do you choose. When I got home I even went straight to the garage to see if being in the presence of my rebuild would quiet this urge.......it didnt.
There now is my dilemma.....do I call this guy tomorrow for a test drive and negotiations? Or, do I continue to wait, and hope that a BCF regular will see it and buy it first and releive me of this obcessiveness? He just might lower his price to the 'buy' point.
In the mean time; breath in slowly......exhale......