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....
by Rick Minter | Rick's Rusty Relics
At first glance, this rusty old truck might seem to be just another hunk of old iron. In reality, it’s a piece of Fayette County history. According to Travis Hardy, who appreciates old tractors, cars and trucks as much as anyone around, this 1955...
