My AP3 Hearse was built by R.F. Weber of Victoria in 1960.
It's all original with a 250 and torqueflite.
Has just over 60,000 original miles and drives like she just came off the floor.
Picked her up in Hobart in 2002 and drove her straight home to Sydney apart from a little boat ride.
Oh yeah had a fuel vapour problem at Gundagai as it was one of those lovely December days, so figured I'd stay the night at some cheap n dirty motel.
Anyone with an AP1, AP2 or AP3 will understand the side valve vapour lock problem and someone had to go a ban asbestos wrap (no idea why - blah - thanks J. Hardie greedy wanker)
Luckily someone had fitted an electronic fuel pump but that didn't even help when the truckies blocked the bridge and road at both ends of town.
The rest of the trip home was hassle free.
Sure was fun throwing a mate in a casket and hitting Bankstown Maca's drive thru ... Hi to the young Muslim sheila we frightened the crap out of :o)
Some favour hearse sayings:
If itís an ambulance,
Youíve got a chance.
But if itís a hearse,
Itís gotta be worse.
Donít laugh when the hearse goes by,
You might be the next to die,
They wrap you up in long white sheets,
And bury you under six feet deep.
Boy if you ever pull another stupid stunt like that again the only thing that is gunna beat you to the graveyard is the headlights on the hearse.
May you be three days in Heaven before the Devil knows youíre dead.
If the hearse is a rockiní double check the coffin.
The only way to Heaven is in a hearse.
My next car will be a hearse.
Itíll save time.
Hearses are to die for.
Forget the hearse, 'cause I'll never die. - AC/DC (Back In Black).
But you don't see no hearses with luggage racks Ė Don Henley (Gimme what you got).