
I've drawn a cover for my Dad's book, here 'tis.
Pa spent his whole adult life as a professional writer, and wrote a couple of novels. Unfortunately, these are not about psychotic boredom and incestuous serial killing meaningless penis-mutilating rage-based child abuse, so he never got an agent in New York City interested in his scribblings. Fortunately, he has been spared the indignity of self-publishing, a humiliating ritual where someone who knows better praises your horrific scrawling for the low low price of several thousand bucks, and prints it all up for nobody ever in the rest of the history of the universe to read. Now there's Kindle, which is searchable--and may be able to attract readers to niche subjects, such as the history of the T-model DAMN YOU JEWS ONE DAY A PROPER LEADER WILL uh anyway, thank you, Mr. Ford.
These automobiles were every-freakin'-where when Pa was a child, and remained so for many years. They were the HP PC of the era, and enabled many common slobs to live and prosper. After all, the machine didn't care whether you'd just emigrated from Lower Slobovia, or were even black or something. If you could use the machine, you could go, go, go.
Pa spent his whole adult life as a professional writer, and wrote a couple of novels. Unfortunately, these are not about psychotic boredom and incestuous serial killing meaningless penis-mutilating rage-based child abuse, so he never got an agent in New York City interested in his scribblings. Fortunately, he has been spared the indignity of self-publishing, a humiliating ritual where someone who knows better praises your horrific scrawling for the low low price of several thousand bucks, and prints it all up for nobody ever in the rest of the history of the universe to read. Now there's Kindle, which is searchable--and may be able to attract readers to niche subjects, such as the history of the T-model DAMN YOU JEWS ONE DAY A PROPER LEADER WILL uh anyway, thank you, Mr. Ford.
These automobiles were every-freakin'-where when Pa was a child, and remained so for many years. They were the HP PC of the era, and enabled many common slobs to live and prosper. After all, the machine didn't care whether you'd just emigrated from Lower Slobovia, or were even black or something. If you could use the machine, you could go, go, go.
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Woo, neat!
After looking at several, and drawing them for this cover, I kind of want one myself. I'm afraid I'd cheat and stick a Toyota engine in it, and use modern tire technology--I don't want to re-enact the 1920's THAT much. But it would need a hidden sound system to play recordings of what it should sound like. Without that "pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa" noise, it just wouldn't be the same.
After looking at several, and drawing them for this cover, I kind of want one myself. I'm afraid I'd cheat and stick a Toyota engine in it, and use modern tire technology--I don't want to re-enact the 1920's THAT much. But it would need a hidden sound system to play recordings of what it should sound like. Without that "pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa" noise, it just wouldn't be the same.
Heck you couldn’t kill the engine on that car with a gun. And considering the brakes I would stick with 40 horsepower. Tires, they make model T tires but thankfully not like they use to.
Greenfield Village has six cars that run day in and day out. Most built in 1916. I would love to run half that well at 96.
Admittedly they have a staff of people that baby those cars. Still, they go round and round all day long.
I'm not a car nut and I would take one too. They are just a fun toy to have.
Greenfield Village has six cars that run day in and day out. Most built in 1916. I would love to run half that well at 96.
Admittedly they have a staff of people that baby those cars. Still, they go round and round all day long.
I'm not a car nut and I would take one too. They are just a fun toy to have.
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