While driving through the countryside you spot your dream car. You see her sitting there in a field: a 1965 Pontiac GTO. She looks a little rough but it’s an American classic so it’s your duty to restore her and put her back on the road. You stop your car, knock on the door, the owner answers, you are ready to write a check when the owner tells you she’s not for sale.
Depressed, you spend the next few days drinking pints of Guinness in a bar, listening to George Thorogood. After a while you decide to stop moping and ask the owner again – only to be shot down. Again. Does this scenario sound familiar ?
Did the owner gives excuses such as βI am going to restore it soon,β or “I am going to finish it one day so quit asking?β Well, can you imagine in 13 years that the same car you asked about hasn’t moved and the owner still won’t sell?
If you Google the wordΒ persistence the first result will be a picture of Asa from Colorado. At least once a year for the last 13 years Asa has asked the owner of a 1965 GTO if he will sell, only to be shot down. The GTO has been sitting since the 70’s after it received minor damage from a snow storm and has not been moved since. It has spent the last 40 years covered in dust and buried under an old couch.
The car still has its original tri-power 389 and its body appears to be in decent shape. The owner claims he and his son are going to fix it one day, however, he has given this excuse for the last 13 years. We say keep trying Asa, perhaps the owner will finally cave and you can be soaring in a high speed GTO.

Asa, hopefully you can get this mattress off and go soarin’ in a high speed GTO and roll like a mad man down the road.