by Rick Minter | Rick's Rusty Relics
Back in the day, one of my favorite cousins, the late Weldon Stubbs, was well known in these parts for his slow driving. He rarely drove over 45 or 50 miles per hour, and even though there was a lot less traffic back then, he could stack up some cars...
by Rick Minter | Rick's Rusty Relics
Anybody that knows anything about me knows how cheap I am. I’ll spend money at the parts store or the junkyard, but not a lot. When we go out to eat, anything over $10 a person makes me uncomfortable. I’ve made trips to Daytona for the races and spent...
by Rick Minter | Rick's Rusty Relics
Like many other motorsports reporters, I’ve always been really tickled to get a really good quote. You never know when or where they will come. One of my favorites came years ago when I was interviewing then-Penske Racing president Don Miller and his then-young...
by Rick Minter | Rick's Rusty Relics
The term “barn find” pops up a lot in old car magazines and in classified ads. I always look at those claims with a bit of suspicion, but I do know of one that is for sure a barn find, or at least it was for me. One of my neighbors, K.D. Booth, has collected...
by Rick Minter | Rick's Rusty Relics
Years ago, a friend gave me a flat bed body that came off a pick-up truck. I didn’t have an immediate use for it, so when my friend Ken Scurry asked if he could have it to put on his truck, I said OK, with one provision. If he ever decided to get rid of the bed,...
by Rick Minter | Rick's Rusty Relics
I’ve always been partial to 1969 Ford pickups. My dad bought one from Rufus Prayor when it was a couple of years old. When he got a newer truck, I took over the ’69 and drove it until we hit one of the rough financial stretches that young couples often encounter....
