Our (the wife and I) fascination with volvo's started a mere year and a half ago when our current junker, a 93 chevy lumina, died from a bad head gasket. "So that's where all that coolant was going?" Forced to buy another vehicle, our sole source of transportation, we tinkered with the idea of buying a new car, the cheapest thing we could find, the korean made Kia Soul. Once common sense and all decency for automobile styling came back to us we scrapped that idea and decided to find ourselves another beater. Thanks to the help from our friend craig and his ever growing list, we found a 1986 volvo 245 with 220,000 miles. For $600 bucks we drove "betty" for an entire winter racking up 8,000 miles before she wouldnt start. Up until then she ran like a champ. Not willing to invest money into the rust bucket she was but still yearning for volvo safetly, reliablity and unparralled coolness, we took the $350 from the scrapyard and looked to our friend craig yet again.
This time we would find "Ursula", a Volvo 145. Not as popular as the 245, and not as desireable as the amazon estate. It was the perfect mix. So when the mood is right and budget (how ever low) is there, I work to make this 145 one of a kind, ratrod, sleeper wagon.
This time we would find "Ursula", a Volvo 145. Not as popular as the 245, and not as desireable as the amazon estate. It was the perfect mix. So when the mood is right and budget (how ever low) is there, I work to make this 145 one of a kind, ratrod, sleeper wagon.
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