An American road trip in a classic car is a pretty standard bucket-list fixture. Last summer, I bought a 1924 Ford Model T Touring for £11,000 from an old Texan who’d had it for 50 years and was born the same year it rolled off the Detroit production line. The accelerator was a stick on the steering column and none of the foot pedals did what you expected. One of them — whoa, that’s the fella — sent the car flying backwards. My runabout had a single hand-powered windscreen wiper, a drive belt made from cotton and a 10-gallon fuel tank right under the driver’s seat.

Source: The Times November 04, 2018 00:05 UTC