Is an air-cooled Japanese cartruck both cooler and more hellish than an airbrushed Malaise Detroit Vantruck? According to almost two-thirds of you, it is! Today we're going to hit the mailbag again, adding yet another reader to the waiting list for the next run of PCH Tipster T-shirts, because McGyver managed to come up with a pair of totally irresistible choices. How about a Spanish-built French car with an air-cooled two-banger... versus a forward-control Jeepamino? The agony!
You know you're looking at a genuine deal when the seller starts off his description with "YO!!!!!!!!" and finishes it with "BUT ITS ALL THERE!!!!!!!!!" See, that's because extra punctuation equals sincerity. And Philadelphia, where it's OK to pass out on the gas pedal of your Audi, is all about the sincerity. So feel confident when you drop $2500 on this 1963 Jeep FC-150 (go here if the ad disappears), because it "runs good." Oh, sure, even the seller will admit it "extensive body work" (probable translation: turns out spray paint doesn't fix rust), but once you read this FC-150 site you won't care. Just imagine the fun you'll have with a big AMC 401 in this thing, kicking up the mud!
French cars really epitomize the Project Car Hell concept, but what happens when you build a French design in Falange-run car factories over the border in Spain? You get this 1964 Spanish-built Citröen 2CV (go here if the ad disappears), available for the same price as the Jeep. Yes, it's a genuine DosCaballos, a machine that combines the huggable warmth of Charles De Gaulle with the lighthearted playfulness of Francisco Franco! This one needs a few things, including some rust repair (according to the seller, "Rust is at the bottom of the A-pillars and in outer floors, otherwise SOLID," which somehow doesn't sound all that solid to us). Supposedly the engine runs, although there's no mention of any of the other mechanical components (probable translation: it can sit there and make noise, but not actually move under its own power). Naturally, we suggest Hayabusa-izing it once you've dealt with the iron oxide situation.