1931 Ford Model 'a' Tudor Rat Rod on 2040-cars

VIN: A3383517 Year: 1931
Number of Cylinders: 8
Make: Ford
Model: Model A
Trim: rust
Drive Type: 2wd - 4 speed (1978 Mustang)
Mileage: 666
Disability Equipped: No
Sub Model: RAT ROD
Warranty: Vehicle does NOT have an existing warranty
Exterior Color: A special blend known as Fe2O3.nH2O or rust

Condition: UsedA vehicle is considered used if it has been registered and issued a title. Used vehicles have had at least one previous owner. The condition of the exterior, interior and engine can vary depending on the vehicle's history. See the seller's listing for full details and description of any imperfections.Seller Notes:"Take caution before reading this Ebay posting, otherwise the gushing torrent of testosterone contained within this buffet of manliness will give you washboard abs and an unstoppable craving for beef jerky faster than you can say Chuck Norris"

OK, let me start off by saying this Rat Rod is only available for purchase by the manliest of men (or women). My friend, if it was possible for a vehicle to sprout chest hair and a five o'clock shadow, this Model 'A' would look like Tom Selleck. It is just that manly.

It was never intended to drive to the mall or Justin Beiber concerts. It wasn't meant to transport you to yoga class or Linens & Things. No, that's what your Prius is for. If that's the kind of car you're looking for, then just do us all a favor and stop reading right now. I mean it. Just stop.

This car was engineered by real honest to god redneck superheros brought to earth in triumphant spouts of volcanic magma spewing from the inner core of earth to serve the needs of the man that cheats death on a daily basis. They didn't even consider superfluous nancy boy amenities like mufflers (open exhaust is the strongest of pheromones - it's science), power steering (your biceps have been begging for a mid day workout), navigation systems (real men don't need directions), or seat belts (belts are fashion accessories for women).

No, this brute comes with the things us testosterone-fueled super action junkies need. It has a 5.0L 302 cubic inch beast of an engine out of a 1978 Mustang to outrun the cops. It's got special blood/beer resistant upholstery. It even has a first-aid kit in the back. You know what the first aid kit has in it? A pint of whiskey, a stitch-your-own-wound kit and a hunk of leather to bite down on when you're operating on yourself. The Model A also has a four speed transmission so you can use all four of your limbs to exercise your god given freedom to drive the coolest car in America.  'MERICA YEAH!

It has room for you and the hottie you picked up on the way to the gym to blast your pecs and hammer your glutes. There aren't even any glass in the windows, so you can put your 50 caliber anti-Taliban, self cooling machine gun into action whenever you like. I also just put in a new cheap and easy to replace plexiglass windshield to replace the one that got shot out by The Man.

My price on this bad boy is an incredibly low five figure amount, but I'll entertain reasonable offers. And by reasonable, I mean don't walk up and tell me you'll give me $5,000 for it. That's liable to earn you a Burmese-roundhouse-sphincter-kick with a follow up three fingered eye-jab. Would it hurt? Hell yeah. Let's just say you won't be the prettiest guy at the Coldplay concert anymore.

There's only 666 miles on this four-wheeled hellcat from Planet Kickass. Trust me, it will outlive you and the offspring that will carry your name. It will live on as a monument to your machismo.

Now, go look in the mirror and tell me what you see. If it's a rugged, no holds barred, super brute he-man macho Chuck Norris stunt double, then contact me. I might be out hang-gliding or BASE jumping or just chilling with my ladies, but I'll get back to you. And when I do, we'll talk about a price over a nice glass of Budweiser while we listen to Johnny Cash.

To sweeten the deal a little, I'm throwing in a license plate and a clear title and 3-4 cold beers that are left over from the 6-pack we started drinking on the test drive AND a chive t-shirt.

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