MGA Forum

Oh MAN ! ! ! The perfect thrill ride just as it sits ! Imagine running this beast out on the interstate for a three or four straight late night hours all along with a loud radio and louder pipes, No roof, no hat, night flight goggles just in case.

Around three thirty you pull slowly into a still open filling station, step out of the ride the same way in which a gun fighter dismounts his horse. Road beat, stretched out, cramped up and looking for an argument and liquid for you and the car.

Every night that you take it out for a Hell Ride would essentially be like a really good music video. Build it right and you won't ever have to be concerned with the cops and their little perforated pieces of doom. And a ride like this would honestly entice you to just downshift and bolt, rather than pull over when gum ball appears n the rear view.

It's totally got a **** It vibe to it that ought to vastly improve your attitude and self worth in the face of blue uniform.

This image has inspired me for years:



I'd jump on that modified MGA in a second as-is, it would fill the bill beautifully.

The chief reason that I got the C3 was to hit it with flat black and emulate the ride in the pictures. That gas station shot just somehow thrills and frightens and intrigues me . . .

Watching this auction seriously, I'm always up for a road trip and I have an extra space in the garage as well since I sold the Austin

"Doesn't anyone ever get the message that there is no value in bastardized kit cars?"

But sometimes it isn't in the resale, you know? Every now and again it's all in the here and now, and that ride would be transforming.

Maybe first thing that it needs is a hollow shifter tube with a knife handle shifter "knob" and an eight inch blade attached hidden down inside the tube.

For the effect, can't you just feature a nice sub-urban Ticky-Tacky neighborhood with mirror image tract housing and mowed laws, 3:30 and all lit up for the "night." A garage door opens electrically at one of the pleasant' but nondescript homes, no light in the garage, you can hear the chains and rollers softly rumbling in the quiet darkness. A moment later eight un-muffled short equal length 2 1/2 inch pipes open up dump into the side pipes the thing roars to life and rolls slowly out of the garage and into the street, unspent gas igniting in the pipes and revealing small intermittent blue flames in the darkness. Staccato echoing off of the houses disguising the source of the sound, as the car slowly rumbles out of the neighborhood towards whatever is gonna happen tonight.

Now WHY would you care if this ride holds it's value at all? You're getting dividends on your "account" every day that you own it, with cash back in cache each time that you take it out on the highways !

I swear, that ride has more personality than anyone I know . . . . and carries more menace as well.